It was in the middle of the day. I was seated at a vanity in Helen’s bedroom brushing my hair. I hadn’t had a good chance to brush it out since arriving, and the brisk strokes tugging at my scalp felt good. My hair was longer than it had been in years, the thick brown
The drive to Denton the next day took us about an hour. It was a warm October day, the temperature well up in the seventies. My appointment with the breeder was at ten o’clock, and we had allowed for plenty of time. Helen had taken my suggestion and not worn a bra. As I watched
I had an opportunity to visit my sister last fall when an oddball assignment took me to Texas. I don’t usually like to leave New York in the fall. To my way of thinking it’s the nicest time of the year to be in the city, but I accepted anyway, as I had not seen
Nikki Eagletown walked back to the stable, reins in hand. It had been a very tense day, and she couldn’t wait to see Ernst and unwind for a bit. She was used to the rigors of competition, of course, but this was the Olympics. She needed a break. She put the horse in his stable,
Let me tell you about my wife and me. Nikki and I are both 28 years old. We met in high school and married our second year of college. We are both in the banking business with great jobs and big salaries. My wife is a great looking woman with short blonde hair and 36C
Nicole and her horse were galloping up to a large, modern ranch house. She rode through the wide gate and directly into the large barn, jumping off the horse and walking him into his stLesh. There were several other horses in the barn but this was her favorite.She stroked his wide flank, rubbing the sweat