He crawled between the thighs of those self important women, who were married to men who couldn't ride them as well as they rode a horse! And if the s...ut wasn't out "riding" with Jack, Nigel was taking her in the carriage to look at trees? Hah! She was a whore, and her sinful stain had transferred to his sons.And His Lordship! It was sad. He had been a fine figure of a man, back when Curtis was a lowly groom. He sat on a horse as if he had been born there, back in those days. But these last few. My strength melted. My will collapsed. I went from angry husband to quavering jello-like submissive. I cringed, waiting for the verdict on my outburst. Stephanie's justice was always swift and vicious. "I will not take that from you Paula! Get back to work. And don't you ever, and I mean ever, speak unless you are spoken too again. If you do, I'll make you greet the pizza boy in a dress and give him a big kiss. Do you understand me sissy?!" "Yes ma'am." I scurried back to the living. She had to get him out of there.It was then she remembered Marietta. She looked over her shoulder and could see her daughter rubbing her head but not crying."Are you all right, Marietta?" My head hurts. I hit it on the window." Undo the seat belt and I'll help you and Pete get out on my side. Whatever you do, don't open your door, okay?"Pete Junior's cries were steady and distracting. Brenda left her seat belt on, reached over and extracted him from his car seat and pulled him toward her. She. I think if I'd been C- or D-cup all these years, they might not now look so good so I'm happy. We loaded back up at the end of our stay, except this time, we had Adam with us along with his things to get by for a week with us. Our van can sleep three but only when we're parked; there's a small one-person bed up above the driver's compartment and at night, the driver area and part of the back converts into a double bed. A small kitchen area and bathroom complete the rear of the van. Cozy is a.