He reined True up, allowing Arianna to come and rein Sweetheart up beside him. They sat looking at each other. Then he slipped his foot out of the st...rrup, swung his leg over the saddle and caught the horses’ reins. He whistled the dogs off the scent and led the horses to a brook where he let them drink. Arianna sat still in her saddle, suddenly shy. She felt shyer than any of the young things whose sexual flirtations she was obliged to keep a check on at their parties: shyer than her sister. She reasoned that a grateful young energetic and eager coloured male would fit the bill nicely and there must be some lad`s who fitted that bill in the local downtown ghetto. The buzzing vibe was just getting to her as it died, she leapt up with a very unladylike oath, searched for a spare battery, failed to find one and slumped back on the bed in a more frustrated mood than ever. She scrabbled in her nightstand, in a mood now, her wet pussy begging her release, she seized on the balls, benwa. I needed to head back to the Inn to see if I could contact my editor via email. I went over to the Jeep and realized that BB was still inside. I opened the door and shook him a few seconds to awaken him. He stirred a bit and had the biggest smile on his face as he slowly opened his eyes. I told him that I needed to go over to the Shady Acres and would he please wake up and leave the Jeep. After I got him sorted out, I drove over to the Inn and parked next to the office. There was a closed sign. Spring Break, the holidays, summer vacation were all spent some place else and if my dad wanted to see me he had to come and visit me because I wouldn't go home if Adele was there. He would visit and try to mend fences, "It was just as hard for Adele to come into that situation as it was for you to have her there. She means well, and she tries hard. Try and meet her halfway." He never did understand that there were two problems - Adele, and the fact that I had never forgiven him for his obscene.