” I respond. “Here is your drink.” The bartender interrupts, bringing us back to reality. Andre helps me from my seat, and takes my drink from t...he bar’s counter, “Put it on the office tab.” He instructs as he led the way to our table. The festivities have begun, appetizers, and meals ordered, wine, bread. Everything is in full swing. Laughter accompanies each brokers story of situations they have found and gotten themselves out of over the past year. After finishing most of my meal, I excuse. What she didn't know wouldn't hurt her I had decided. As I signed for delivery Stacey was waving her husband goodbye for the day standing in her own door way. She was dressed in a short white skirt and trainers with a white cardigan on. She looked like she was going to play the US tennis open. "Hi," She said smiling, her green eyes delectable as ever. "Would you like a coffee?" I mumbled back apologizing that I was too busy and quickly went inside. Once there I banged my head on the wall in. As we talked, Margaret and Sian expressed their wish to perhaps buyanother two ponies for Martin and Chenille. We decided to wait until thechildren returned from the trek to see how they felt about horses. We needn't have worried. Martin and Chenille proved every bit as excitedas Jenny and Bea. They even made it easy for Sian by expressing theirpreferences for the horses they had seen. They were of course the twothey had ridden on the trek. We did not discuss this business on the wayhome for we. Mrs. Russell looked where I was and noticed them just standing and staring and said, "What did you think girls? Was I right, a voice of an angel sent from Heaven?"They both snapped out of whatever place they were stuck at and smiled real big and came running over and practically knocked me down as they jumped me giving me hugs and kisses on my cheeks. I was very red then! I blushed from my head to my toes! Tracy said, "Oh Ricky, you sing as beautiful as you look!"OH GEEZ!She continued, "I have.