” He sat up at last, still a bit groggy from the exhausting free for all. “I trust you, my honey dew. We both have a lot to think about. Can you ...ome over tomorrow after supper?” She stared down at the carpeted floor. “I don’t know darling. I don’t know. I don’t want them to get suspicious. ….I know it will be sheer torture not to have you inside me, thrilling me the way you do. I will try to get over here as much as I can. You are my life now, Tommy. I really don’t think this is just a. My telephone rang almost non-stop due to reporters trying to interview me, so I disconnected it from the wall. Ah, silence! Well at least the noise level dropped by over half.Next, I headed to the bathroom to look at my cheek. An errant microphone had hit me in my face and the minor abrasion showed signs of blood that had stopped bleeding; it had also rammed the inside of my cheek against my teeth, and I was spitting saliva and blood into my vanity sink.Now the reporters were pushing my. I sat and joined them for coffee. Yes, they had coffee. Courtney was excited about riding, today. It had apparently been some time, and she had been looking forward to it.After breakfast, we went to the stables, and saddled three horses: two mares, and one gelding. I was riding a horse called 'Lady'. Actually, she had a much longer and larger name, as did they all, but the names had all been shorted.Soon we were in the fields, crossing a small stream, and angling towards a slightly wooded area.. The contest went by the wayside; they were having too much fun to keep score. After telling each other about their separate adventures, it seemed more sensible to just do a “show and tell”. Ralph and the brothers were invited over to Milly’s one Saturday night. Everyone was introduced and the bawdy broads said that this was “swap time”. No complaints, only fucking noises, were heard that evening as Milly screwed the senior stud and Rachel banged the brothers. The event was a sexcess and would.