That’s how she’ does it. Once she does, she’ll turn around and look at me, with a smile, and ask me which part of her I like the best. “Huh?�... I’ll reply as I look her up and down. “What do you mean by that? You know the answer. How many times do I have to tell you that one?” I know she does. I like telling her but she still loves to hear me ask it. “I know…I know,” she’ll say back to me. “But can you say it one more time again? Huh, will you please?” she’ll tell me as if she’s a little girl. Dominique had a similar effect on me but she seemed to aloof. Her manor gave me the impression that Dominique was distant, quite detached, and basically indifferent to the other women. She was just too reserved as if she had an upper class nobility to protect. Lindsay and Cecilia on the other hand seemed to talk non-stop about anything and everything.Then there was Lindsay my girl next door. She was the girl that young boys dream of as they whack off at night. She looked like every teenage. Lying down on the bank, she reached into the cool water and splashed it all over her face.The water exhilarated her and she quickly decided that it would be good to bathe in. Jumping up, she quickly removed her dress and then discarded her corset. She knew that was one thing that she wouldn't be wearing again. She swiftly removed her pants and waded in.She immersed her body in the water and relaxed as it lapped against her skin. She let her hands wander and start to caress her own body. She. Had she been teasing? Had it really been HER? Why the lodge and not the stables? Could his erotic thoughts about her be true? He broke into a cold sweat as the elegant gull-wing Mercedes pulled up in front of the lodge and Elaine stepped out in full riding paraphernalia; his cock stiffened immediately, there was no doubt whatsoever that this was an exquisitely dominant woman. He got out of his car as she unlocked the lodge door. She turned as he approached and sneered at him."You're late.