LLP-196 A Girl's Best Friend by Jackson Robard


Part One: KATIE

Chapter 1


Katie Martin brushed the currycomb lovingly over the big roan's 
withers. The great animal responded with a contented nodding and 
rearing of its noble head to the familiar touch of the striking young 
blue eyed, blonde girl. It was a task she enjoyed and she was 
displeased with herself for not having groomed him the day before, 
following her afternoon ride, but she had anticipated that Juan would 
do it; after all, he was the stableman. Besides, she'd been so taken up 
with her chance meeting of the boy who called himself Ron Carter that 
she hadn't quite known what she was doing.

She'd spotted him there leaning on the white rail-fence next to their 
private graveled road which led into the K Bar L some two miles from 
the main house, and had ridden over curiously to learn who he was and 
why he was there. With her inseparable, shaggy Genghis bounding along 
behind them like some massive and ferocious attacking grey-beast, 
Gallant Red rapidly closed the distance to where the stranger stood 
casually watching their approach, and she could see the late model 
Caddy parked on the shoulder of the road where he'd left it. He might 
have been seventeen or eighteen, she'd thought, and he was tall, broad-
shouldered and lean ... but it wasn't until she reined in that she 
realized he had a chiseled, handsome young face with almost insolent, 
dark sparkling eyes, and a lopsided smile that seemed to be grinning 
contemptuously at the world.

"Hi!" she'd greeted, offering him a warm, if, questioning smile.

"Hi," he'd replied in kind, his gaze fixing impudently on her breasts, 
hesitating there momentarily before raising slowly to her face. She'd 
felt the flush in her cheeks and brushed her long, straight blonde hair 
back over her shoulders habitually, while Gallant Red pranced in 
nervous circles and Genghis began to growl viciously. Certainly, she 
wasn't unused to male eyes first caressing her breasts before moving 
appraisingly over the rest of her fifteen year-old body; she was well 
aware of their voluptuous size and shapely pointed beauty ... a sort of 
initial focal point(s) ... but there was something wildly challenging 
in his obvious mental-stripping of her that raised tingles of 
excitement somewhere in her under-belly ... "Quiet, Genghis!" she'd 
ordered, and as always, the imposing, lovable brute had obeyed 
immediately. "Don't mind him. He doesn't like anyone until I tell him 
to. He's a timber wolf ..."

"Well, I hope you tell him to like me," Mr. Handsome replied solemnly, 
then, his fetching grin had become prevalent once more.

She had laughed, displaying an array of white even teeth intentionally, 
while she leaned forward to pat the beg roan's neck. "All right, I 
will. I'm Katie Martin."


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