"The horses miss having you around," I told her. "You know . . . you can come over and ride anytime you want." "Really?" she asked. "I didn't know if ...you would want me over without your daughter being here. I miss them too." She seemed genuinely happy that she could be around the horses again. In fact, she came over not 30 minutes later, while I was still in the barn messing around. She went to both stalls and talked to each of the horses while she stroked them with her hand. It was a sweet. "The dream went on like that all night. It was very frustrating. I woke up tired with a hard on." Oh, my," Marcie sounded bewildered. "What do you think it means?" I believe it was a combination of things. Patti loaned me a book yesterday, saying that we would 'get together' and discuss the subject of concrete after I've read the four chapters that she marked. I took her to mean that we would 'get together' in her apartment or here. I went to bed last night without opening the book and I may. ...''Remember, you can pick the odd client for a hot fuck, but the aim is repeat or expanded business. We want horny businessmen looking to reward their salesmen, rich inadequates who are lonely, kinky couples who want a threesome, stag parties who want a gang bang. You do one gang bang of twelve dirty wankers, we got our six grand in a oner!'Roma was overwhelmed, but she was determined to enjoy this business venture. She was not ready for a gang bang yet, but she could see Peters logic. If. She sounded a little upset. She wants you to go to Atwood's office. She said you should come by before you go to work, but ... well, she did sound upset about something." Okay, I'll go on by there now. This is going to be a bigger job than I thought. I might need to box up some of this and take it with me." Hi Sweetheart, it looks like you'll are getting new furniture." Oh, is the truck here already? Atwood said they were going to deliver today, but I thought it would be later. I need to go.