He gets up to meet her, and they hug. Her body is so warm. Soft, yet firm. Her perfume is just as he remembers it – which means, divine. They kiss. ...ust a soft kiss. But enough to make both of their hearts skip a beat.He pulls out her chair, and she sits down. After he returns to his seat, they look over the menu, and the waiter takes their drink orders. They begin to make small talk. How was her flight? Did she like her room? He noticed throughout, that she was gently flirting with him. Didn’t. I wasn't sure this morning."You know, I think horses talk to us," I said as I mixed the ingredients for the cinnamon rolls. "I don't know how they do it. Talk to us, I mean. It's almost like a memory. You're with them and then you suddenly remember that they really wanted oats this morning because it's way too cold out and they want something to warm them up. It's not like you heard them say it, but you remember it as if they did. It was like that when I went out to take care of them last. “I swear! I don’t know!”This time I hit him harder, snarling at him. His eyebrow split, blood cascading down the side of his face to stain his shirt.“Okay! Okay! Enough!” he yelled.“Talk,” I snarled, still holding him by the throat and pressing him to the wall.“They wanted you out of the way.”“Why?”“To get to the Hollister girl.”Tightening my grip, choking him slightly in anger, I asked again, “Why?”“She has information.”“No. She doesn’t,” I informed him. “Who set me up?”“I don’t know. That’s. You can only fuck me from now on. I'm a jealous type of girl and I heard you have a thirteen inch cock and I want mine to be the only pussy that gets it. Courtney can give you all the blowjobs you need. But I'm the only one you can fuck from now on." "Ohhh," said Randy. "You're going to deny the little bitch boy my cock in his ass so my cock doesn't get too worn out for your little pussy." "You're very intelligent, Randy," said Sherry. "Now, come here and put your fingers in my pussy while you.