And most importantly of all she became an owner, not just a weekend labourer, and that brought out a whole new turn in her confidence.The next week my...wife and I had been away at a competition, and returned in torrential rain. Esme was helping bring horses in from the field. She had on a waterproof jacket and a pair of waterproof gaiters, the kind that left the bottom of her jodhpurs and the crotch area at the front exposed. I was sheltering in our horse’s stable and beginning to imagine the. As I sat there, I began to fantasize about Erica as I ate and my cock swelled with the thoughts rushing through my head.I sat there and I looked up and saw a tall slim figure walking down the sidewalk towards the parking lot and sure enough it was Erica. She came walking right towards me and since it was a warm summer night, I had my windows down. "Hi Erica." I said as she got closer."Hi!" Erica said as she walked over to my vehicle. "Wow, you have a really nice truck." She said.Thanks, where. Why I should have abandoned all that respect now is a mystery but that’s what I did.As if on auto-pilot, I sat at Izzy’s desk and for a good fifteen minutes, looked through the apparently disorganised mess that was her hard drive. I found her University work, several thousand nondescript photographs of herself and other grinning, pouting teenage girls, a few rather soppy poems she had written and two novels she had started to write but then apparently, and as far as I could tell with good. As I hugged her I recognized she was something of an earth mother ? very busty in a mature way.?Let?s do the kissy face bit and then we?ll go arm in arm to my friends, dear,? the strange looking sprite whispered into my ear. I could scarcely believe her enthusiastic help but followed her lead and soon we were kissing the air by each other?s cheeks then giggling. Mine was largely in relief. When she took me by the arm and led me to her friends I?m sure she felt my trembling because she.