I never asked to come up here and work for nothing anyway. I'll miss the horses though. You've got some nice horses." At least the boy recognized good...horse flesh when he saw it. Gardner's Ranch had the best horses for a hundred miles around."Which one you figure's the best of the herd?" Hell, I wanted to find out if he knew what he was talking about. Most people think they know horses, but they don't."That's easy. The big grey with the front socks. If it was my herd, I'd sell off the sorrel. You are a natural, I think.”We talked long into the night and joined our bodies as often as I could do my part. She wasn’t at all shy about sharing information about herself. I was surprised to learn that she was thirty-five, fifteen years older than me. She had never been married or pregnant, even though indulging in natural sex, i.e. no birth control with the preferred male finale inside her vagina.She’d had sex frequently since the age of sixteen when a step-father introduced her to it. Much. She missed a few notes, but she was improving. Her skill and talent was certainly beginning to show. When she finished, we both turned to look at John, his head still down. I looked back at her and told her how well she did and that I was impressed with her performance. She stood from the bench and I thought she was going to go over to John, but instead, she reached for me. We hugged and she thanked me for everything. Then, looking over at John, while still holding me, ‘I swear, we could be. Yes I have made my mind.From that day I stated my attack. Now I often went to his flat without bra and I too wear deep neck tops , at every opportunity I tried to touch him , hold his hand in my hand for sure and on few times hugged him on winning but still he is not reacting.I thought to give up as may be age has killed the lion but before that I thought to go extra mile but same time I had to keep this thing in mind that he may tell about this to my husband. I used to see myself nude in.