Chapter 219: Hunters, Part 2, Seven Years Ago, The Farm

Horse and rider canter into the yard, assorted pairs of eyes watching their arrival.

It's a fine sunny day and everyone has found work to do outside. Brett wearing faded overalls, touches up blistered paint on the sheds, giving her a wave as she passes. Old Jacob, busy clearing a blocked drain in the yard and wearing his usual stinking rags, follows her with his rheumy gaze.

Tom, stripped to the waist to keep the muck off his shirt, helps. Well-muscled from hard physical work, he's a handsome sight. Some girl called Carol must have thought the same, judging by the tattooed rose carrying her name which curves from shoulder to chest.

But handsome is as handsome does, and his good looks are spoiled by his slit-eyed scowl as, seeing Jenny, he turns away.

Jenny's stance now is very different from the first time she mounted Maggie. Sitting straight, her spine is a smooth curve from shoulder to hip. Her thighs move rhythmically in a rise-and-fall with Maggie's movement, and her hair,