But then... Chelsea. Abby turned and found Chelsea’s perfect, smiling, freckled face very near her own. “I really need to find Justin.”Chelsea n...odded. “Just tell me I can see you again.”Abby had one foot pointed towards the door, the parade, the chaos, and Justin… and one foot pointed toward Chelsea. “I- I don’t know. I really want that.”“Hold on a sec-” Chelsea stepped over to her bartender friend and returned in a moment. ”Here…” She stepped closer to Abby than she needed to, smirked, and. They walked the horses back via the strolling lane and greeted several other people who were also out exercising their horses or just riding for pleasure.They came upon two men who were sitting on their horses just off the path. “Lady Willow, how lovely to see you again,” said one of the men.Willow looked up and recognised him. “Carl, I see you are well,” she replied. He looked her up and down, and Willow felt she needed a shower to wash away the feel of his look and his roving eyes.“I. She was all oily and she looked asleep. Taking a long swig of his beer, he wandered back to his fridge and grabbed another, and then walked out to the edge of the porch and sat down by Tracy, admiring her young body, noticing her funky tan lines were already disappearing. A little sweat had pooled in her little belly button and Sean was tempted to stick his finger inside it and splash it all out. She smelled like a little coconut. When he spoke, she jumped a bit, startled."Hey," Sean said,. I took the liberty of pouring one for you. I hope you don’t mind.”“That’s fine.”Greg went to the chair to which she had gestured and noticed a glass of beer on the small table. He turned and saw that Jim was helping his wife into her seat. He sat down and looked at the couple seated across from him.Ann handed Jim a martini complete with an olive. She said, “I made your favorite.”Accepting the drink, Jim took a sip and said, “Thank you. It is perfect.”“You’re welcome,” Ann said. She pointed to a.