"The Pool Player"
Bailey's First Date with Johnny
Authors Note
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Nicola Sovereign sat in the beer plot of the Bother and Fox nurture a gin and shot in the arm. In fact superlative friend had become somewhat of an dryness recently.
Sara and Nicola had first met at veterinary university, Nicola the booklover with a junior middle class upbringing in Manchester and Sara the easily intelligent socialite from darkest Surrey. On the countenance of it not a contest made in heaven but they had clash with it off at once and been most excellent friends ever since they met that first daylight hours as they both searched for the address hall on that first sunrise. Certainly not what she had in mind when she had embarked on her schooling.
Ever since her childhood Nicola had dreamt of being convoluted in the exciting humankind of horse racing, as a ten-year-old teenager she had driven her parents foolish, talking of nothing other than my barely pony and the pony of the year show. Unlike most childhood fantasies however Nicola had pursued hers into adult life.
It was during her go along with month in personal pet hell that Nicola had traditional a call from Sara, who was positively out of breath with excitement. Sara's dad had a ally who ran a generous animals practice, specialising in show cattle, he needed a another vet quickly and Sara had put Nicola forwards for the career. The only tether was she desired to get to the interview for 9 O'clock the next morning.
Nicola had motivated heaven and planet to make it in schedule and had dead on to get the affair as well. Not only had she misused her life with a spanking career doing just what she sought after, but the lass had also sorted her out with a minor house on her Father's estate to thigh boot. Best friend was undeniably an understatement. Nicola knew it was only a matter of time though, Sara knew everyone value knowing and was constantly arranging parties and get togethers for her links and associates.
"Nick! Another G & T OK?"
Nicola nodded her praise as Sara made her apparition known. She was abruptly aware of an expand in interest in her from the surrounding tables as assorted people adjusted their survey of the calm down brunette sitting in the area. Nicola was a tall lass with long legs and a firm, although not overly large bust, her lengthy chestnut hair was swept back in a foal tail. She was painstaking pretty, but not overly so, natural looking but attractive none the less, she certainly seemed to have gained a come to of admirers now her commitment with Sara had been widely revealed. She found herself reserved slightly as a desk of men close by turned to look at her, Nicola averted her eyes at once, suddenly shy.
About partially an hour anon Sara finally here at the suggest clutching two G & T's to her ample chest, barely sheltered as it was by her meager crop top. Nicola eyed her most excellent friend, she was as tall as her, but with slow blonde hair, again in a fashionable pony tail. She had inherited her Mothers strapping thighs, along with her breasts, a be suspended over from living in the lumber, as Sara willingly told anyone who cared to request. She was popular, funny and above all else loyal, Nicola couldn't have asked for a superior friend.
The two old friends exchanged Kisses and sat down to chew the fat as they often did after a hard weeks work.
"So Nick how goes it at the practice, getting to theatrical production with your precious livestock?"
Nicola unnoticed her friend. Sara had been around livestock all her life and found Nicola's interest a source of persistent amusement.
"Actually you'll be delighted to hear that I have been asked to concentrate Fontshall Manor dynasty tomorrow to gaze at a combine of Mares over here"
She stuck her tongue out at her supporter, to make the place. Nicola required her friend to be aware of that she was clever of getting by on her own merits. She was also secretly excited to have been asked to go along, deceptively Lady Fontshall had asked for her distinctively. She's a friend of the family tree so say hello to her from me.
"Seriously Nicky well done, that's a truly feather in your cap, she knows categorically everyone on the tour, don't fuck it up for gods sake"
"Don't lose sleep Ill try not too. What's she like Sara? She couldn't differentiate her she had recommended her to Woman Fontshall, poor Nicola would throw a fit about that. She also knew she couldn't differentiate her the genuine reason for her appointment, not yet anyway. She unfaltering to err on the side of caution.
"Well she's slump dead gorgeous for a start and very bossy, likes things to be perfect for all her animals, loves them all very much....
Nicola ducked out of the pub at about 9.30 and headed home, leaving Sara at the centre of a crowd of admiring men, all distressed to snatch a year with the pale. Once safely ensconced in her barely cosy house she poured herself a goblet of Shiraz and fired her PC up. Quick check of e-mail before floor, she thought to herself, then off to twin bed. There was however one piece of mail that fixed her eye, she didn't recognise the deliver but it was a copious file so she strong-willed to open it anyway. There wasn't any transcript, just two movies, slowly being downloaded onto the check.
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