It didn't take long at all to get a rhythm going so we weren't getting beaten up on our butt by the saddle. We rode for a while until we got to a stre...m that ran through their property. We dismounted and took some time to cool our feet in the water.We were enjoying the solitude of the area when Sarah got a wild idea and pushed me into the deeper water. I came up sputtering and coughing as I tried to regain my breath. I looked at her with fire in my eyes and chased her down. With one great lunge. We hugged and I was introduced to her friends. Her friends quickly said goodbye to Mel and left us standing on the corner. I took a good look at her in the streetlight. She looked great! She was wearing a light blue spaghetti strap top with tight jeans that looked like they were painted on. This was topped off with a pair of sparkly heels. Her long brown hair cascaded down her back and looked soft in the glow of the street. In short, Mel knew exactly what looked good on her and she exuded. ”“I think it is. Will you promise to be gentle with me?”“I am noted for being gentle, Fiona. I only get rougher with a girl if she asks me to. I prefer the loving aspect of being gentle, and I hope you do too.”“That sounds good, Reg. Show me the way, please. I don’t know my way around this big house yet.”They made their way upstairs and Reg showed her his bedroom door. “This is the one, Fiona.”He opened the door, switched on the light, and gestured for her to enter.She stepped gingerly into the. It felt as though everything that was missing from my life could come right in a place such as this. That first evening was rather cool, and I had slipped into a cardigan and jeans before venturing downstairs. Monday however was much warmer. While Tom was out at meetings during the day, I occupied myself exploring the area close to the hotel, and relaxing by the pool. When Tom and I went for dinner that evening, I dressed in leggings and a short sleeved top. Antonio, the Maitre D’, commented.