The old equipment was neatly stowed in the narrow space, plough, harrow, sawing machine and so on. A few carriages. I suddenly remembered the feeling ...f riding on top of a wagon loaded with hay, the soft stickiness and the spicy smell. Near the front door stood Grandpa's most valued asset, the Ferguson tractor. He was very proud when he at last could afford to buy a used one. The Ferguson was one of the greatest inventions ever for a small farmer with its revolutionary hydraulic system and. He heard a quick rap on his window, looked up and saw the most beautiful woman in the world.Her long, raven hair cascaded off her shoulders as she leaned forward. Her pale silk blouse gaped open, revealing a set of naked tits that took Greg's breath away."Are you off duty?" she asked, smiling enticingly and placing an elbow against the window frame. Greg tried not to stare at her breasts."Uh, yeah. But I guess I can eat later," he said, looking up into her dark eyes. They were huge, deep, and. Mary viewed her surroundings. The room was tastefully done with Oriental décor. She sensed more than saw that it had a dragon motif. Yet, where dragons can be almost overwhelming in their intensity, she noticed that they were primarily in the background with benevolent expressions or poses. The entire wall appeared to be telling a story. It was a happy story with happy families. However the final panel was one of violence and devastation.Raiders had descended upon the village and had killed the. Once they were all the way down front the doors opened again and the organist switched over to "Here comes the bride."I looked at the doorway and there was my bride-to-be in all her resplendant glory. Dressed in a floor length multi tiered white wedding gown with a veil of gossamer fabric enclosing the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. She had a smile on her face that brightened up the sanctuary like the sun shining down from the heavens. Behind her was her matron of honor (Tracy) holding.