First is plowing, then discing to bust up any dirt clods. Depending on what we were planting, we would sometimes use a harrow or culti-mulcher to make...the prepared soil more fine. Corn grows well in ground that isn't smooth. Wheat however prefers the very well prepared soil. I planted a lot of corn as my Dad said I did a good job keeping the rows straight. Not very difficult to do that. Just pick a mark at the far end of the field for the first pass then keep all the other rows an equal. “For tonight, they are yours to choose.” My eyes, now accustomed to the dim, flickering light picked out various forms around the room. The other band members were lounging, each with girl, the drummer even had two, one of which was totally naked. He was reclining on cushions scattered across the floor and, as I watched, the naked girl unfastened his pants and pulled out his erect member, caressing it, making it stiffen under her expert touch and then, when she was satisfied with it's rigidity,. (True to form, that little bastard stopped calling when the sex was turned off. What did he think - just because she experimented with him, she should become his freshman whore?)When Megan finally ran into the wormy little bastard at school, she warned him that if anything got back to her, she'd make sure everyone knew she stopped fucking him because he was a lousy lay! Nuff said.[Let's call the next group raccoons, so Laz doesn't have to hear it from masons, elks, K of C, or the like.]So. Her pussy was so wet, dripping wet. She in turn went down and sucked my cock like it was her last meal. I was in heaven and so was she. We fucked the night away and in the wee small hours cumming multiple times, then I went home for a couple hours of sl**p. The great thing was that after the first fucking, I could call her any time and come over and we would fuck all night. Then it got a little complicated. I got transfered to a different branch in the same city and started fucking a different.