"Indeed, a considerable enhancement on a relatively small and slender body-type! Truly it would take one of the world's greatest surgeons - a genius i...n the field - to be able to produce such an enhancement while retaining a natural appearance!"Izeye knew what the little Doctor wanted - and after all it was damn near the truth. "Just as well I have THE best then ain't it."The Doctor gave him a smile of gratitude for an appropriate tribute rendered to his brilliance. "Of course, I must have the. “I will,” she said.“Good night, then,” said her new friend.Five minutes went by while they worked on separating the blue pieces by shade.“Your mother isn’t like I always thought she was either,” said Agatha softly.“She’s a good woman,” said Bobby. “She should have looked for a man again too.”“She did,” said Agatha, thinking of Theodore.“She did?” Bobby sounded puzzled.“Theodore,” said Agatha. She felt her face get hot.“Oh,” said Bobby. “He didn’t turn out to be the kind of man she could settle. We went up to my bed, and made love for the first time. I was ready to die. I was already in Heaven. We got some coffee, after taking a shower, together, and went out in the back yard, and sat on the swing, and watched the sun rise, and listened to the birds singing. Then she took a blanket, and laid it in front of the swing, and put it and me on the ground and made me ready for the second time. She rode me, and we laid there in each others arms, until she had to go home. We lived next door to. Then with feigned formality he bowed low. ‘Yes, Miss Vanessa. I shall bring forth your mount directly!’ He turned on his heels and strode toward Buttercup’s stall. Buttercup had been a 15th Birthday gift and was a prize-winning Arabian. The name didn’t really fit, since Buttercup was as black as night, but Vanessa had dreamed of having a horse named ‘Buttercup’ since she was a small child. So, quite simply, that was the only name the horse could have. Buttercup was lead gently from his stall..