The pretty barmaid had given her employers a signed copy each of the book just before it was released. The smile they shared was remembering how many ...times they had both needed to stop reading the hot lesbian romance to masturbate or lick each other to a climax before returning sated for the moment to the book. Meghan’s writing was good but as her “niche” market was lesbian fiction she was unlikely to reach the bestsellers list.“Well you know we both enjoyed you’re last book, but why do you. Surely you have brood mares with you that you’re speaking of?”“I do, we were planning to breed them in south Texas. Until today that is. When those two fillies you raced are old enough, I’d like to bring them back and have them bred also. I need the blood of that Paint horse running through my bloodline. I’ll gladly pay a thousand each to have my horses bred to your stud.”“Come look me up at Tulsa when the fillies are ready. If I’m not there, look up my daddy. He’s Marshal Eli Crow. He can tell. "We have more than enough" She replied as the goth girl looked at her with a raised eyebrow, doubting about her claim of fixing up the financial problem. Sure, they do save the money bit by bit when they heard of the proposal by Heather. Heather can be a bit bitchy and demanding when it comes to things she wants, usually for herself to enjoy but when there are times when she can be quite generous. Rarely, so when she proposed to them the idea of building a villa where all of them could live. She obeyed but gave him a puzzled look. “This guy from the newspaper is coming to interview me and you are going to suck me while he does.”Silk looked back and saw that she couldn’t be seen under the desk. This made her happy, so she backed under the desk. Michael pulled up close and she crawled up over his lap and finished the job of opening his pants. She took out his cock and gave it a kiss, a French kiss. Michael moaned in response.Silk started sucking him and soon she heard a knock at the.