Her brown pigtails danced around her face as she rushed over to me and beamed. She was such a daddy's girl.“Hey, Junebug,” I said, deciding not to...pry on what the sisters were fighting over.Dusk strolled after, adjusting her glasses. Her strawberry-blonde hair fell loose about her face, her skirt swishing. My wife followed after, petite and blonde, clutching her coffee in her hand with desperation. She looked tired. I felt tired. We'd been up all night fucking.And I was the only one who. The woman had a lean body and a dark complexion. Angique knew she was an outdoors aficionado, but her eyes were the eyes of a businesswoman. They were always taxing, estimating, maybe judging? She'd told Angique how she hated stuffy meetings. She preferred riding out on one of her horses into the crisp dawn of the desert, alone. But her eyes belied that. They had the many facets of a keen watcher — an observer of the human nature.Anna had phoned her and invited her back after the poolside. More

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