But this was the busiest time of the year if you owned a pizzeria on the bustling Cape Town waterfront. It was Christmas Eve and local and foreign hol...day makers, and Christmas shoppers were in overdrive as the silly season was in full swing. Jack’ s Pizzeria had become an icon on the busy waterfront development in Cape Town. It’ s a hive activity throughout the year but it is the Christmas season that really sets the Italian eatery apart from others in Cape Town. It is situated on the second. "You were her lover, and her fiancé. What does a loving fiancé do in such circumstances? Please think about it Ged."Ged shrugged, "I've gone over this Gus, over and over I've gone over it. She went with Zak and married him, and she tells me she doesn't know why. I've nothing left for her. I'm sorry about it, but I can't get over it."His folk group would not let it be either. They were desperate for him to stay.It was Vivienne who let rip at him. It surprised him. She had always been dead. "This horse needs to learn dominance. He needs to learn that one single master can subdue him. Then he will not struggle - he will know that he can easily be overpowered." She clarified. Her assistants left, leaving Madame French and Amistad alone, save for the spectating horses locked in their stalls.Calmly, Madame French entered the stall. She was renowned for her amazing ability to transform horses, her daring and almost cruel techniques. In one hand, she held a lasso of rope and in the. Then they kissed. Claire held Tanya’s hand more tightly and pulled her closer with the other and responded, instinctively pressing her tongue into Tanya’s mouth. Tanya was the first to break the clinch. “Claire…” “What happened there?” said Claire. “I’m sorry, Claire.” “Are you? You’re sorry you kissed me?” “No. I don’t mean that. ” “Can we do it again?” “Claire, I...” “I keep thinking about your boobs.” “Eh?” said Tanya, completely thrown off course. The words had left Claire’s lips before she.