Any minute she expected an enraged Rupert to appear and drag her back to the torture chamber. ”“How d’you know?” she said incredulously. She’d just pulled on a faded orange T-shirt and skirt which clung to her wet body, when she heard Rupert yelling from downstairs. ”“You’re not my boss any more.
“Oh dear,” drawled Rupert. His heart was still thumping when the telephone rang and he automatically picked it up. ”He strolled over to Janey and began to kiss her. The big muzzled gelding was so pitifully thin and so covered in a thick layer of white dust as he staggered one step forward, one
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