The barn door was wide open. Keith Foxx did his best to keep busy on the finishing touches on the Ruuthouse Farm. The barn he had helped erect was pretty much done. Paint and smaller fixtures were about it. He still stuck around to see what else he might learn. After Isaiah Ruuthouse's admission of wanting to experience sex with other women caught him off...
It was the summer after our freshman year of university. We were driving down that country road with the top down, the wind blowing through my long brown hair while he drove, we didn't have a care in the world. That's what it was like to be young and in love. We didn't think of anyone but each other. We found that old abandoned farm and got out, walking arou...
Lisa sat on the floor next to the fire, listening to the flames flickering as she drank hot chocolate. Jeb had gone out to the barn to make sure the building was locked for the night. They had been hearing noises for the past couple weeks and Jeb wanted to make sure nobody got into that building. Lisa was wearing a black satin nightie. She had just finished...
Sex education can take on many guises and forms, but when I was younger we didn't have the classes at school, the clinics that welcome younger people, the seminars or the councillors. When the dreaded puberty arrived for me - and others of a similar age - complete with body changes, pimples and a myriad of other confusing ailments, we were confined to a few...
Sarah thought she had the easiest job on the farm. All she had to do was to keep the owner's house clean, and stay out of the barn. Sarah was 19, and being a college freshman, she was happy to find the easy job. The pay was outstanding, making enough to keep her book costs down to nothing, and still being able to buy some new clothes every so often. Sure, sh...
"Fifty seven, fifty eight, fifty nine, sixty, that's it," said Rhona Goshkirk, as she handed the immunisation devise to Moira Dingle. Rhona had bought into a share of Butlers Farm, and brought her veterinarian knowledge to the job, and was now learning the farming side. They had just finished the immunisation of the new sheep, and Rhona was ready for a cof...
It was during the first week of last spring, I was looking for an old boat and I decided to place an ad in CL (something like "looking for old, unused, backyard boat"). I got a couple of replies and went to look for it at different places. The first one I checked was not what I was looking for (pretty bad shape and not worded). For the second one, I supposed...
Chapter 1 -- Ivy The blind in my bedroom window is not the best. It hangs a little crooked and the bottom three slats are bent slightly. In the morning, the sun shines right through that gap and hits me square in the face. I stopped using an alarm clock. Now I just get up when the sun does. I know it sounds early, but I live on a farm and everything you'...
Foreword "Oh, fuck me, Brutus, FUCK ME!" Melanie Wilkerson screamed, writhing in ecstasy and raking her nails across the broad sweaty back of the brawny black stud who was humping his burly physique savagely on top of her curvaceous, lily white form. Brutus slammed his gargantuan eleven inch pecker deep into the lovely blonde girl's impossibly stretched, t...
To follow this story it is advisable to read Amish Country Blues first. Enjoy! * Elizabeth Yoder stood in her brother in law's barn nervously fidgeting with the buttons on her dress. She had been married six months now and had yet to become pregnant by her husband, Ezra Yoder. Because of this, she now found herself standing here, waiting for the "English"...