‘Well, I couldn’t bear to think of my sister’s daughter walking all those miles, so as a gift I offered her the best horse from my stable. Her e...es actually brightened for a moment, so I knew she was pleased. ‘And so she rode away that very night, Julian. And she hasn’t returned since. I thought perhaps she would come back in a night, frightened, but she hasn’t even written yet. And I find myself regretting my agreeing to let her go.’ Julian’s eyes were wide. ‘So she is wandering the land by. What kind of dance was she going to do? She took her position center change down on one knee with the other foot pointed towards the audience. She dropped her head to look down at the stage and that was my cue to start the music.The music started and she rose to her feet. She was a ballerina. Jane was beautiful. About 5'4", brown hair in a ponytail, brown eyes. She just had on leotards and a white blouse tied at her waist and her, and know I know, ballet shoes or Pointe shoes as I latter. Hours later Nicky has finally done the dinner and cleaned the house. so she comes back and slumps down next to me asking about the holiday."well we both need a holiday after all we have been through so i don't see why we cant go" really do you mean it Rick, can we go to the Maldives then it looks amazing there and it would be the biggest stress relief ever" ok then i guess we can book it for next week then Nicky but on one condition, when we get back you make sure you attend school every day. With a grumble, she opened her eyes, blinking until her vision stopped swimming. “Was sleepin’. Was cozy. Why didja move…?” her voice rang petulant and she squirmed, trying to regain the sleepy-warm feelings of their impromptu nap. “Because, My girl, no one said you got to rest. I promised you that I’d make you scream, and I’m a man of My word,” He sounded almost playful, His words caressing her down into her space. She wriggled against Him, pressing her chest against Him, her voice a low purr,.