Donkey Raped DaughterChapter 3
The two leggy ladies sat on the patio, beside the swimming pool, sipping tall, cool drinks. A breeze stirred the surface of the water and moved a single cloud across the sky. Veronica's red hair caught glints of sunlight so that it seemed to smolder and her eyes were smoldering, too, as she read Hank Suchard's letter. Linda sat back, smiling slightly as she watched her friend re-reading the part about the donkey show. Veronica looked up, frowning slightly. "How amazing," she said. "I...