” Jack checked his watch as Emma nodded. It was getting late, already 6 o’clock, and the sun would be behind the mountains soon. “I just have on... last challenge for you for today.” Emma’s eyes lit up. Jack had thought at first she really was only playing tennis for the competitive side of it, hitting flat shots for the thrill of hitting winners, but he could see now that she actually played for herself, to challenge herself further. Once she got over this initial stubbornness towards spin he. Even so, it hurt, I did everything but weep. When I'd finished I could see the sympathy in his eyes. I wasn't sure I wanted it, but I felt better."You've never spoken to her at all?" It wouldn't make any difference. She never called me, but even if I could forgive her, how I could never trust her. I didn't think it was possible for her to lie to me, and yet she was able to have an affair and I didn't have a clue. How do I know she wasn't back at his room for more? She might still be rutting. I could have taken the pickup truck but this morning I felt like taking things in with a leisurely ride. Going out to the stables, I was deciding which of the horses to choose from when a beautiful bay mare came up and nuzzled my face. I figured that if this beautiful looking piece of horse flesh had taking a liking to me, then I should take her up on it. Grabbing a saddle and blanket, I saddled her up and climbed on. At first she seemed not too sure of her rider but she calmed down quickly. The girl that stared back at him no longer startled him as much as she used to, but he was still far from comfortable with his new form.He was wearing a flowing long skirt which covered his legs. He would have preferred to have worn jeans, but they just made his masculine lower half too obvious for his liking. Paul fiddled with the buttons on his white blouse. He had never really noticed that woman's blouses had the buttons on the other side from those of men's shirts. Finally he had it done.