Tall and slender regal facial traits, perfect mouth and lips. The picture fittingly completed by lovely, honey-blond hair. He moved to the outside of ...ourt where he waited for her, gently extending his hand and introducing himself as “Leonard”. She accepted with, “Irene,” and smiled. “What brought you here?” she asks, assessing him once more in her thoughts. He is a large, tallish man in his mid-40s, salt and pepper hair in a neat, short style; strong built and obvious that he has spent many. The ladies had everything packed up and I grabbed the packs and hauled then out to Jake. Miya followed me and when we got to where the guys were tied, she stopped short."What's the matter, Miya?" I asked. "Haven't you seen this kind of animal before/" Yes, Mike, but never this close. The fast runner cannot be caught. Sometimes the hunters find a hurt one that's already down. Then they can kill and bring home to eat. What is on them?"Miya, that is the tack and saddle. It lets me and your. It’s so good to see you!’ The baby powder aroma lingered when they separated. A clatter of hoof beats broke his self-indulgent thoughts. Tom waved. ‘I’ll leave you two to catch up. Thanks again, Mrs. Skinner.’ ‘You’re welcome. And call me Penny.’ They watched him ride out the back door. A childish thrill tingled through the Chief. It felt like 20 years ago, all over again. While her eyes stayed fixed on the horse and Tom, he scanned her. Her cheeks blushed. ‘Why are you staring?’ ‘You. You will just have to deal with it! :) Please be kind, but honest and let me know what you think. The beginning.Buzzzzz, buzzzzzz... My cellphone vibrated on the night stand beside my bed. I groggily felt around in the dark until I got a hold of it. Half asleep and blinded by the bright light of the screen my heart skipped a beat when I read the short worded text message sent from Mistress. “It’s on” was all it read. I knew that everything I knew about myself, and any morals I had were soon.