Bridget had worn a wonderfully fancy new dress she bought for the occasion and Sian had gotten a new women’s suit. She had kept everything secret fr...m Bridget so the entire night was one of surprise after surprise. After an amazing dinner where they were treated like royalty, Sian took Bridget out dancing at a ballroom that was playing swing tunes. It was in the gay district of the city so the vast majority of people there were gay. When they were done dancing, Sian took Bridget to a little. She also has what I would call 'natural beauty' she's never been one to overdo her makeup. A little eyeshadow and liner which enhances her stunning eyes with a smokey blend. She’s not one for bright coloured lipstick so only wears a neutral lipgloss. She has very full lips and if I dare say an incredibly kissable mouth.I and Milly were, and still are very close even though she isn't mine and we also have a very close bond. Not in a sexual way, you understand. But if she needed someone to talk. ‘Why don’t we meet for lunch so that I can thank you in person properly?’ ‘That would be nice. Where would you like to meet?’ ‘How does Romano’s at noon sound?’ ‘That sounds great. I have to go now, I think one of company’s interns is having a crisis.’ ‘I won’t keep you then. Goodbye, I’ll see you at lunch.’ ‘See you then.’ Kara hung up the phone congratulating herself on ending the conversation before she had the opportunity to make a fool of herself. And it wasn’t as though she was lying, the. This was a working High Roper saddle with a solid pommel and horn and a cantle high enough to sit back in. It had a minimum of tooling and wasn’t made to show off. My horse was showy enough. There was a matching headstall and snaffle bit, reins, and halter with a good lead rope. “The head gear is from your aunt and uncle,” Dad said. “The saddle is from Mom and me.”I turned and hugged Dad. It had been a while since I’d done that and I regretted not doing it more often. Sometimes I wished Kyle.