”Fen bent down, straining the breeches to the limit, and extracted a riding coat from the tissue paper in the cardboard box. He’ll have to be off sex for a bit, too. As Helen changed out of mud-spattered boots into black high-heeled shoes, a handsome blonde, scent rising like incense from the cleavage of her splendid bosom, came out to welcome them. ” Jake looked at her steadily.
“If only I weren’t so frightened of horses I might not be frightened of life,” thought Tory, cringing against the rope ”“I am bloody not. “This is the most amazing turn-up for the books,” Dudley Diplock was gibbering from the commentary box. He wished Tory was here to share in the triumph, but he had never before known such personal happiness.
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