" I held my stare at his crotch and wondered if Russ would give me what Iasked for, or would he disappoint me, just like my husband. The sound of his ...ipper seemed like a freight train in my ears as hepulled it down. That sound brought a wicked grin to my face and warmth between my thighs. "Make it hard for me. Show me how big it gets," said as I could almostfeel devilish horns sprouting through my ravishing-red hair. I stood up and moved closer to him so I could get a better view as hestroked. Each one had half a dozen little tear-off strips with our phone number on them.I guess advertising pays. Of course, a little notoriety about the kids who protected their stock and survived a wolf attack didn’t hurt either. Both Kurt and Merv told the story when they saw someone glancing at the flyers in their stores. I think Merv embellished the story somewhat with a tale about spirit walkers or some such. Whatever, it didn’t hurt our reputation.The first of January, I read on EquineNews about. She was waiting in the lobby as he came out. She pretended to be looking over the magazines in the rack. Carl knew, though, that she was only waiting for him to approach her.“I think we ought to top off the meal with a good drink,” he said softly as he stepped beside her. “A stiff drink, a beautiful woman. What better way to end the day?”She smiled even more warmly and suggestively as she walked with him into the hotel bar. They sat and talked, listening to the piano player, eyeing one another. "The simple truth is that I lacked the power or the prestige to lend any weight to your case. It is not that I was disinterested. It was that I believed I was powerless to help in any meaningful way."That said, you are absolutely correct. I should have done something. At the very least, I owed your attorney a phone call to offer my support if she thought of a way I could be of use. At the very least, I should have written to you in order to ensure you knew that you were not alone. I should have.