She was 5' 4" and about 90lbs, early 20's. She mucked stalls, did a little training with kids on ponies and rode like the wind on horses that owners n...eded exercising. It seemed to pay her way. Her long glossy black hair was always pulled back in a tight pony tail and she was as fit and taut as a whippet. Her loose sweater shirts hinted at small but firm breasts and her tight riding pants didn't leave anything to the imagination. Some folks thought she had a thing going with one of the. . Lets just say wow.Right then, she was wearing high-heels, a red plaid miniskirt, and a coat over a white button up shirt. I didn't know how to read minds, so I just kind of stared at the back of her head.Nothing happened. So I stared some more. Then, I heard "I really could go for a cig right after I get out of here." I looked around, but I was sure that nobody else had heard anything. I was sure this was thought reading. I stared at the back of her head and waited.'This is so boring. Damn. Then she turned it off and soaped herself as if it were one long caress. Then she washed herself. She turned her neck voluptuously as she washed it and her upper chest. She massaged her breasts and then paid a great deal of attention to her nipples causing her hips to gyrate and buck.She turned round to wash her back and Richard was amazed at her double-jointedness as she covered every part of it in sensuous strokes.When she got to her bottom she again caressed it, her hands moving in wide. Ive got a pretty good team in place. They must be because the competition keeps trying to steal them away from me. Ill still be chairman and majority stockholder. Im only a phone call away if they need to talk to me. As far as Bonnie is concerned, she can come with us and learn French from the locals. If she doesnt, she can move in with your sister and her family. Richard must have been speaking to one of Noras fantasies because she jumped out of her chair and rushed into her husbands arms. I.