...?”For the last few years Jeremy had been learning to paint from an eccentric Spanish woman with a house full of cats. Maybe I should be more of a...doting wife but I was never able to share my husband’s passion for this particular hobby. Steve must have seen me involuntarily roll my eyes heavenwards as Jenny indulged Jeremy’s description of his latest oil on canvass.“I take it you’re not into all this arty farty crap?” Steve joked, just out of earshot of the other two.“I wouldn’t go that far,”. "I've told Daddy all about our relationship." Is that wise?" Tony asked."Yes, I think so - he is no snob, and I'm sure you two will get on together famously."Tony took an instant liking to Sir Freddie Campbell, Debbie's father, his soft Irish accent was much more pronounced than Debbie's, and he seemed like a nice kind man."Call me Freddie young man." He told Tony when they were introduced. "I know all about what is going on between you - I don't suppose I should approve, but you young people. The next mornin', I went out to the stable to pick up Jack fer the trip back to the Flyin' W. As I walked in the stable door, who should I see but an old opponent in the gunslingin' wars. "George Washington! Be damned! I ain't seen you in a coon's age! What are you doin' way up here? I figured you never was gonna leave Texas." Hello, Jack. I'm here on a little business. I was due in about two weeks ago, but I got delayed. But it looks like I'm right on time, after all. DRAW!"Well, I don't draw. His kiss and touch were so sensuous and romantic with all the love of the world pored in; the rough wild bull all gone and a romantic lover he had transformed into.After what seemed to be an eternity he let my lips free and laid down on my side. I raised myself on my hands and looked towards him lovingly like a newly fucked bride who has had the greatest sexual satisfaction on her first night. I don’t know what comes over me; I started to kiss him all over with all passion his face his eyes his.