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door and floated in, her
blonde hair pulled back into a sleek pony tail and a navy Ralph
Lauren cocktail dress. It fit her curves and hung loose from her
hips to her ankles, which were outfitted with silver spiked heels
to finish off the outfit. Kenna was pretty sure that even though
June was from Florida, she must spend a lot of time shopping in New
York City.
"We were hoping to see you at dinner,
but Miss Lily said you were studying. I just had to stop by and
tell you all the horse world gossip before we hit the club to
celebrate," June said, sweeping into the room.
"What are you celebrating?" Kenna
asked.
"We bought the most beautiful colt.
He's the perfect addition to our stable. Oh, and Will sold one for
one point one million today." Before Kenna could even comment, June
continued, "And that wasn't even his best horse. He's raking it in
this year, that's for sure. But the poor dear, one of his stable
hands had some kind of accident on the farm and Will had to leave
right away. I guess it was kinda serious since he said he wouldn't
be able to go out with us tonight. I think he said the man broke a
leg, or was it an arm? I can't remember, but it really upset him.
Oh, and I have to tell you about the drama today. Whitney Ashton
showed up and caused such a stir. She wore the most outrageous
white pantsuit to the sale. I mean, who wears white in March? And
who wears it to a horse sale? Hay, dirt, and horse poop do not cry
out for an all white outfit. I am sure Whitney was there to see how
the sale went to see how much money she could get her grubby little
paws on,” June laughed as she remembered the day.
“ You wouldn’t believe what
happened to her. I can’t even say I feel sorry for her! She had on
these white peep toe shoes and she was walking with some poor
Keeneland employee, chewing him out for something, when squish, she
stepped in a fresh pile of horse manure!”
Kenna’s mouth fell open and she
covered the laugh with her hand. She shouldn’t laugh at someone’s
misfortune, really she shouldn’t.
“ But that’s not all! She
picked up her foot and started screaming. She’s jumping around on
one foot and loses her balance. She fell flat on her ass, the leg
with manure on the shoe dangling in the air. And then, splat! A big
glob of manure fell right in the middle of her white suit coat! Oh,
it was priceless. But, enough of that," June waved her hand through
the air as if clearing out a bad smell. “I wanted to see if you
would to go to the sales with us tomorrow?"
"Normally, I would love to, but I have
my interview and dinner plans with a friend. Are the sales still
going on the day after tomorrow?" Kenna asked, still laughing over
the Whitney story.
"Sure are. We'll be here all week.
We'll just go in two days, what is that, Thursday? That will be
perfect. The sale ends on Sunday. Well, I am sure Julius will be
wondering what's taking so long. I never tell him though, it keeps
the mystery alive! Toodles!" June said with a wiggle of her
fingers, and disappeared out the door in a flash of navy and
silver.
Kenna shook her head. It was as if she
had been hit by a perfectly coifed Ralph Lauren tornado. As she
opened her book, she hoped she wasn't making a mistake by going to
the sales again. It was so interesting the first time that she
really wanted to go. She had no claim to Will, and thought him a
snake for making a move on her behind his wife’s back. But Kenna
had to admit, she was curious about his wife.
Some hours later Kenna woke with a
page of the criminal procedure book stuck to her face. She had
fallen asleep face first into the book and then drooled, making the
page stick to her cheek. Too tired to walk across the room, she
stripped and climbed under the covers in nothing but her panties.
With a sigh, she fell asleep almost instantly.
* * *
Kenna stood in front of the courthouse
and straightened the knee-length, black pencil skirt and matching
fitted black jacket. She wore an ivory
blonde hair pulled back into a sleek pony tail and a navy Ralph
Lauren cocktail dress. It fit her curves and hung loose from her
hips to her ankles, which were outfitted with silver spiked heels
to finish off the outfit. Kenna was pretty sure that even though
June was from Florida, she must spend a lot of time shopping in New
York City.
"We were hoping to see you at dinner,
but Miss Lily said you were studying. I just had to stop by and
tell you all the horse world gossip before we hit the club to
celebrate," June said, sweeping into the room.
"What are you celebrating?" Kenna
asked.
"We bought the most beautiful colt.
He's the perfect addition to our stable. Oh, and Will sold one for
one point one million today." Before Kenna could even comment, June
continued, "And that wasn't even his best horse. He's raking it in
this year, that's for sure. But the poor dear, one of his stable
hands had some kind of accident on the farm and Will had to leave
right away. I guess it was kinda serious since he said he wouldn't
be able to go out with us tonight. I think he said the man broke a
leg, or was it an arm? I can't remember, but it really upset him.
Oh, and I have to tell you about the drama today. Whitney Ashton
showed up and caused such a stir. She wore the most outrageous
white pantsuit to the sale. I mean, who wears white in March? And
who wears it to a horse sale? Hay, dirt, and horse poop do not cry
out for an all white outfit. I am sure Whitney was there to see how
the sale went to see how much money she could get her grubby little
paws on,” June laughed as she remembered the day.
“ You wouldn’t believe what
happened to her. I can’t even say I feel sorry for her! She had on
these white peep toe shoes and she was walking with some poor
Keeneland employee, chewing him out for something, when squish, she
stepped in a fresh pile of horse manure!”
Kenna’s mouth fell open and she
covered the laugh with her hand. She shouldn’t laugh at someone’s
misfortune, really she shouldn’t.
“ But that’s not all! She
picked up her foot and started screaming. She’s jumping around on
one foot and loses her balance. She fell flat on her ass, the leg
with manure on the shoe dangling in the air. And then, splat! A big
glob of manure fell right in the middle of her white suit coat! Oh,
it was priceless. But, enough of that," June waved her hand through
the air as if clearing out a bad smell. “I wanted to see if you
would to go to the sales with us tomorrow?"
"Normally, I would love to, but I have
my interview and dinner plans with a friend. Are the sales still
going on the day after tomorrow?" Kenna asked, still laughing over
the Whitney story.
"Sure are. We'll be here all week.
We'll just go in two days, what is that, Thursday? That will be
perfect. The sale ends on Sunday. Well, I am sure Julius will be
wondering what's taking so long. I never tell him though, it keeps
the mystery alive! Toodles!" June said with a wiggle of her
fingers, and disappeared out the door in a flash of navy and
silver.
Kenna shook her head. It was as if she
had been hit by a perfectly coifed Ralph Lauren tornado. As she
opened her book, she hoped she wasn't making a mistake by going to
the sales again. It was so interesting the first time that she
really wanted to go. She had no claim to Will, and thought him a
snake for making a move on her behind his wife’s back. But Kenna
had to admit, she was curious about his wife.
Some hours later Kenna woke with a
page of the criminal procedure book stuck to her face. She had
fallen asleep face first into the book and then drooled, making the
page stick to her cheek. Too tired to walk across the room, she
stripped and climbed under the covers in nothing but her panties.
With a sigh, she fell asleep almost instantly.
* * *
Kenna stood in front of the courthouse
and straightened the knee-length, black pencil skirt and matching
fitted black jacket. She wore an ivory
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