Did you ever think you would one day have to be a farmer?” Brother Matthew asked.“When I was a boy, my grandparents had a small farm,” Clark res...onded. “I loved spending my summers with them, helping my grandmother with her chickens and garden and my grandfather, helping him look after the livestock, the orchard, and fix things.”He looked at his hands and for the first time noted ironically the dirty fingernails and the calluses, hands that looked like his grandfather’s after a long day of. ’ If there is continuing support we might make this a regularly semi-annual event. For ‘This Bed of Rose’s’ there were six stories with an average score of 4.83! Regards, Jake Rivers (Dynamite Jack) My thanks to my new soul-mate, warmhoney1, who made suggestions when I needed them, found some of my more stupid errors, and listened to me as I outlined the story, without once laughing or shaking her head in disbelief. – Ronnie W. ————————————————— 1. Happy Birthday To Me It was a struggle to try. As he said it, I turned up the vibrator intensity to high. "Just some still water is fine, thank you," I said. "And you, miss?" "I.. ahhh. I'll have the same please," you made out, a longer moan escaping you as the vibrator worked its magic on you. The waiter left, and closed the door behind him. Without warning, I leaned close to you and we shared a long French kiss, your saliva viscous from want, and I could faintly smell the musky love juices you let out."Are you going to cum soon?" I. “Okay, I’ll do it,” I said. “Really? Let’s see it.” Immediately I had second thoughts, there was this feeling in my stomach. I was half drunk, half stoned, and he was right there. He looked to me, cocked his eye at me. Slowly I pushed up a little from the bail of hay, stood there beside him, and began to undress. He took my shirt, my undershirt, my shoes, my socks, and my jeans. I stood there in my briefs and he looked me over. I took off my underwear, cupped my dick and balls in my hands, and.