She hadn't even heard them come in, and it didn't bother her one bit. She felt like she was walking on air!What's wrong with me? she wondered, gigglin... quietly. Carrying her coffee to the lounge room, she postponed getting dressed, instead slipping her favourite U2 Live DVD into the machine, resisting the temptation to crank it up. As Bono serenaded her, Elaine relaxed into the couch, cradling the mug of coffee in her hands and closing her eyes.She could hardly wipe the smile from her face.. I didn't mean to make it sound like I was asking you out."There's a group of six or seven of us who eat there most days--Hank Olson, whom you met, and two of the women who work with him in Marketing, and Irene sometimes comes, and a couple of others."We'd love to have one more--but only if you don't have other plans."She visibly relaxed, and after a few seconds of thought she said, "that sounds nice, actually. I don't know this part of downtown so well." Great!" I said. "We usually meet by the. I planned to break into her house when she was walking her daughter and be waiting for her return. Once I had them subdued, the fun would start. In preparation for my assault, I had rope, gags, my cameras, , a bottle of viagra, assorted sex toys, my razor sharp skinning knife, and double edged dagger. If I played my cards correctly, she would never be able to lead them to me and her body would become a trophy to remember. My plan went into action on a sunny November day at about 11am. I drove. And Aunt Elin had regular 'school' for them, from the time Zach was two. She taught them alphabet and numbers, and then simple reading and arithmetic. All the while making it play, not toil.Mom taught them how to ride right. They were both in saddles before they could walk. She taught them how to sit and how to 'listen' to the horse. And how to 'tell' the horse what to do, by posture, knee and thigh, and hands. Before they started public school, they were both taking jumps fearlessly.Dad, Uncle.