I'd get better horses out of it, but I wanted to grow my herd to a hundred head, and that was too much for only a single stud and I'd have to breed ne... lines anyway. Still, he'd been with the horses less than a week and knew a lot already. I had been hoping to get another stud out of a good mare and the sorrel. I'd had him in with five of my best mares just for that reason."Why'd you slap your sister? Just because she's sassy?" I figured I'd let him explain it just to see if I saw any sense in. She ran her fingers up and down his back and felt his body respond. She pulled her lips away from his and asked, “You like that my son? My hands on your back? My breasts pressed hard into your chest?”“Uh huh,” Justin simply answered and connected his lips to his mother’s once again. He loved how her lips tasted. He felt the desire in them pass into him. As he pressed hard into them, he raised his right hand and brought it up to meet one of her breasts. He did not care which one. He just wanted. With a sigh I broke the wine and beer-sipping silence with my ‘oh wow, I needed that’. I know, I don’t suppose that’s the best way to start the evening if you’re trying to keep a secret from someone, is it? What was surprising is that it wasn’t Rose or Mary that started with their normal questions and comments routine. It was an unusually flushed faced Susan that answered with a standard ‘rough day?’ comment. And I, of course, continued with a ‘try a rough week’ statement. And then it just all. “I’d kind of discounted Jocelyn for a bunch of reasons but it seems like something really changed in your thinking.”“Don’t increase the odds too much,” I sighed. “She’s still not talking to me.”“If you tell her about your changed feelings, don’t you think that might help repair things?”“I have no clue,” I sighed. “And I honestly have serious qualms about getting involved romantically with her after everything that happened.”“That’s a change. Why?”“Because of the way she’s acted and reacted over.