He worked hard and provided for us. He was, however, pretty strict with us if we did something wrong. Spare the rod and spoil the child was something ... think he wrote. So I was really grateful that he didn’t know about me and Bobby. At sixteen, he thought I was still too young to be dating.I was cleaning up in the barn after school when I had a brilliant idea. I would have Bobby sneak into the barn. I could meet him there while my dad was at work on night shift. No one ever went into the barn. Reenie started bringing in the serving dishes, then the plates piled with chicken meat. Quin poured white wine, explaining this was from English g****s grown on a neighbouring farm.The meal was delicious, so much so we could not hold back our praise. Quin explained “The chicken was running around the coop this morning and we have grown all the veg here, everything organic.”“How did a guy like you become a farmer?”“I was brought up in a poor part of East London, destined to be a waster just like. I shivered with some kind of excitement as I dressed and hurried home. My mind was whirling. Ma asked me if I felt OK and I said it must be the heat. It was “heat” alright, but not from the weather.The next day I made sure my hair looked good and cut my toenails and fingernails. I didn’t even know what makeup was. Bobby was already in the water and I felt braver so I stripped while facing him and stepped down in. We chit-chatted a bit and then I asked him, “You have seen naked girls before, it. "Before you take that final step," I said evenly, but not harshly, "I want you to remove all of your clothing, including undergarments and shoes, as a sign that you understand into what kind of agreement you're entering. You may place your clothes on this table, and join me over there."I pointed to the bench where I had been setting things up for her arrival.I didn't wait to see if she complied, but returned to my preparations, my back toward Molly.I could tell from the rustle of clothing.