"She smiled again. "Then you don't need to drink. I'll have a Manhattan, on ice."James took his time, measuring more carefully for her than he would h...ve for the summer crowd. "This one's on the house... Mrs. Sloane?" Kate," she said. "Just plain Kate."There wasn't much plain about her at all. She had a model's sculpted face and olive skin, dark hair that fell in a sheet to the bottom of her shoulders. Her breasts were full and high, her waist small and her hips wide. She wore a wool skirt that. There is nothing to fear. He whispered, stroking her sweat soaked hair from her brow. Do you trust me? He asked, kissing her slowly. When he let her free, she nodded shakily. Yes. He nodded and returned to his position between her spread legs and began to untie the drawstring of his own breeches. She watched with eyes wide with apprehension and some excitement as he removed his boots and the final article of clothing. She blushed, her cheeks a bright red, and she looked everywhere else but at. He gave me my flight ticket to America and sent me on my way. The next day I was on the red-eye flight to JFK airport in New York. The in flight entertainment was as ‘good’ as usual, as was the food. We were about an hour away from landing and I was sitting comfortably with my eyes closed and music humming into my ears through my headphones. I heard the PA go live over the music, with an unmistakable ‘ding-dong’. Pressing the pause button on my MP3 player, I listened as the captain announced. "I thought I could handle it. There was so much going on around the farm at the time I found out, I just lied to myself and was going to live with it. I found I couldn't. End of story."There was silence on the other end of the phone. Then, "Go on Dad. There has to be more. You wouldn't leave the farm just because Mom cheated on you. You would divorce her and kick her out. The divorce, maybe, but I know you wouldn't let the farm go." The farm is listed." I know, I saw it in the listings, but you.