It was Mary. She came to the point. ‘Had a talk with Sandy, you know, that girl you were ogling. I told her about you and your offer and she’s com...ing to our place for dinner tomorrow, her so-called boyfriend is away for the weekend. Are you free? Like to meet her? She’s quite intrigued by you, you know, making that offer to flat share.’ I mentally kicked myself: Mary had passed on the message. Now what was I getting myself into? Of course, after what I’d said, I knew my conscience would not let. She was a long-limbed young beauty, a near paragon of the goddess Diana. Her slim body was near perfectly sculpted by athleticism but not so much that it looked masculine or bony. The definition of muscles in her arms, legs and taut belly accented her curves, making them all the more delicious. The notches of her hourglass figure made a narrow waist between firm shoulders and a pleasant flare out to the hips.Her pose had her standing with her hands on her hips, giving playful look from beneath. He had slept longer than he wanted to so he had to hurry to get the horses back in harness and back on the road. He took care of his morning business and ate the leftovers from the night before. The horses were ready to go and the lead stallion, Frayn, had the mares in order, ready to be hooked up by the time he was ready to begin. Smart horses were one of the blessings of the gods he was certain. The sun was an hour above the horizon by the time he was back to the road and driving along. He. Right before the game, Moose gave us his impressions of the Stars. They had a big first baseman who could hit the crap out of a fastball. Everyone was thinking he might be a first-round pick in next year’s Major League Baseball draft. Austin was pitching for us tonight. The Florida kid had some nasty breaking stuff.“I wouldn’t throw him anything straight. Make him prove he can hit your curveball,” Moose coached.“He’s been their main offense so far. If we can shut him down, we should be good,”.