See?"Nick nodded needlessly. I did see. Billy had started to move, slowly holding the horses head tight. I saw Freight's eye move and I'd swear he nar...owed a brow. Billy moved again, slowly forward. Freight took one small step and his entire body twitched. He did not like the feeling of the saddle on his back, against his skin."He just toss the saddle on there and expect him to like it?" I asked without a clue to how it's done."Hell no." Nick said shocked. "Takes time, sometimes weeks. Step by. Three years is a long time to be separatedfrom anyone. "It's going to be fine, just fine, Davie. After a few hours, it'llseem like your dad never went away. You're going to love French Leave. Everything is so beautiful, and everyone is so relaxed. You won't wantto go back." "Do you really think so, Trish? I mean, about Dad and me? I knowI won't want to go back I never want to go back to that . . . thatbitch!" Trish raised a carefully plucked eyebrow. "That's a pretty strongword, Davie, Is it. So here is my Dad, not believing his ears and leans back as I pull his cock up to my mouth, take in fully and start rubbing it in my lips. I taste a slight hinge of pre-cum and wave the end of his prick across my face and mouth so I can show Amy what I am doing to my father. Then I ask Amy, do you wish to taste this Ol'Mans cock, as I hold it out to her. Once again Amy surprises me and leans across my lap and as I am holding my Dad's cock, she lowers her mouth over it. I begin pumping his. Or at least people that she knew at all.But sure enough, Brittany sat down, as if Justin and Shelby were her friends she had been looking for all day. "Oh hi! I don't think we've met yet. I'm Brittany," she directed to Shelby, shaking her hand like a businesswoman. Then she turned to Justin, "And YOU! You're Justin, right? You're one of Danial's friends. I hope I'm not imposing, you just seemed neat, so I figured we could sit together," she explained."No, by all means, you're welcome here. This.