Some people had agitated for a public brothel making use of all of the female overseers. There were 27 of them who had survived the revolution, and th... only real skill some of them had was located between their thighs. Personally, I didn't think that prostitution was that big a deal as far as public morals were concerned, so I okayed the project. The brothel was managed by Betty, my second wife.Betty and Mary had come to a very comfortable working relationship. Mary agreed that it would only be. I opened the door and Chase grabbed me pulled me close to him and kissed me passionately. I broke the kiss. "Chase, what are you doing," I said with a confused look. "I realized that I want you just as bad you just as bad as you want me, and I can't wait any longer." He picked me up, closed the door, and walked us over to my bed. He lay me down and pulled off my shirt. He kissed down my body then pulled off my shorts. I could feel out wet I was and I knew Chase could see it. He ripped off my. He is every bit the horse you see standing here.”“He has to be over eighteen hands.”“He measures exactly eighteen and one half hands, Amando.”“Since you ride him daily, I’m sure you’d never consider selling or even trading him?”“No, and I’m sure if he was your horse, you’d tell me the same thing.”“You are so right. I cannot blame you. He is one of a kind in the horse world. Tell me, have you bred him?”“No, but I’d be interested in talking to you about breeding him, that is if you have mares. I showered and brushed my teeth. Then belted on a robe and left the bathroom. I got a closer look at the girl in my bed.It wasn't Maeve.*Oh Shit! *Just them Maeve came in from the kitchen. "Hi Darling. You sure were a mess last night."I glanced at the bed and felt ill all over again.Maeve saw the direction of my glance and smothered a laugh behind her hand. "Oh," she giggled. "I asked Molly to keep you company when I got out of bed this morning. I didn't want you to wake up alone."I just shook.