They'd all be spending the next few days across the river, hobbled and grazing if we weren't riding them. I even spent some time riding Bob, the other...quarterhorse stud. He seemed every bit as good as Red and he caught on fast. I wished I knew which of the mares had been his mother.I hobbled him before lunch and I was glad that Denac and all our prospective drovers rode over to eat. I clued Denac in that Buster needed to spend the night over on this side of the river, to keep him from trying to. She was a beauty and not the type of woman I am usually attracted. She was tall, leggy, blue eyes, stunning. She was pregnant and pathetically a young widow. She lived as my neighbor with my professor’s wife, her mother, who was also a widow by then as my professor passed away in flood at Raigad. It usually is the case if one is not careful at Raigad. Our houses are connected by a corridor with a door opening only from our side. In fact it was one house made into two. But her daughter was only. ‘Open it please.’ he said. ‘Really?’ she asked as she took the charm in her hand and opened the lid the delicate sound of the song ‘Music of the Night’ from Phantom of the opera spilled out beneath her shaking fingers. ‘Oh Blake, WOW.’ ‘ I knew it would be perfect for you the minute I saw it I couldn’t help myself.’ he said ‘But I didn’t do anything near as extravagant as this Blake.’ ‘In your own way you have Christina, you most certainly have from the moment we met!’ As she listened to the. Wo galliyan de kar bolri thi ‘or chod mujhe or bna de apni randi. Tu bn jaa bhnchod faad de meri chut’ or ye baat sunkr mujhe josh chadh raha tha aur maine dhakko ki speed badha di kareeb 10 minute baad mai jhadne wala tha to maine apna lund bahar nikala uspr thoda khoon bhi laga hua thatomaine yse saaf kia or phir vandana k muuhme daal dia.Wo full speed me chusne lagi or mai uske muuh me hi jhadd gaya or whi let gaya.Hmare first round me hm itne thak gaye the ki hme pta nahi chla kar hne nind.