“No... that’s not quite right Pru,” she observed, her hand on her chin. “A rider must be booted, I think. We must observe the forms you know,” she said in a voice dripping with sarcasm in what was a remarkable imitation of “Mama’s.” The girls laughed with delight at Catherine’s cleverness, and Prudence gleefully pulled back on her long riding boots.
Edward still sitting erect although back on his heels, was watching wide-eyed as the booted, half naked girl crossed the room, her lightly-furred s*x peeking out below the billowing hem of her loose blouse. She came to the sitting man, and bent down to give his surprised lips a quick kiss. Then she gently nudged his shoulders down, forcing him forward to brace himself once more on his hands. She threw a leg over his bent form and settled her
