Puree kamare me chudai ka thap thap ki awaj gunj rahee thee. Jab aunty ke thirkte hue chutar se meri janghe takratee thee to lagta koi tabalchee tabal... par thap de raha ho. Aunty puree josh me puree tezee se bur me unglee andar-bahar kartee huee siskaree bhar rahee thee. Hum dono hi paseene paseene ho gayee the par koi bhi rukne ka nam nahee le raha tha. Aunty mujhe bar bar lalkar rahee thee, “chod lo mere vicky raja chod lo apni aunty ko. Aaj phar dalo isse. Shabash mere sher, aur jor se. I hired him to be the manager of my household and as my butler, I could observe him. Incidentally, I had him investigated by a prominent firm in London. Wherever he has worked, he has reduced the overall expenses of the household.And, I might mention, he has extracted a percentage of the reduction.I would not have expected less nor respected him if he hadn't." In other words, everyone benefited from his expertise, including himself. He has several large, well-paying farms in the north of. “The good-looking babe next door, you know the little rich girl cheerleader, Delta? She was all over Misty for stringing you along. She was saying all kinds of real sweet things about you. Look for her, she would be nice company.”“That is good news,” I said giving her a hug.“No sweat, I still owe you for clueing me in on Kenny. He’s not as fickle as his sister is. See ya later, stud,” Susie said heading back to her room.Friday morning, no Misty or Cherry for breakfast. But Delta and Trish were. Breakfast the last day before we left finished off the last of the deer Rayta had bagged. We filled our bellies, shut the gate behind us as we went, and climbed out onto the plateau.Since it was twenty miles or so from where we'd been up on the other end I shouldn't have been surprised it was so different, but I was. The grass here wasn't the same as the other spot we'd been. We were as good as in a field of oats, albeit they were wild oats.There were hundreds of horses here and most of them.