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3/31/2023 11:47 am

Just A Story part 1

The Farm C1

You go north out of San Fransisco towards Merced and further. When you get to Le Grand drive along the railway tracks about five miles and turn left over the tracks. Turn right at the end of that road about five miles. Turn left five miles down that road, left again at the end of that road. By now the pavement has broken up on this long forgotten road. By the time you go the next meandering winding ten miles to the farm entrance, there really is no pavement left and the road is really one and a half lanes wide. Neighbours are an easy mile or more apart. The fruit and nut orchards and vegetable farms have fallen way behind as you have meandered into the foothills of the Sierra mountains
This is my place. Retired, widower, and lottery winner. Big lottery winner. When my wife was alive we met some people who became our friends on one of our trips. We visited and travelled with them over the years. They own a thousand acres across the road and down a bit. They actually live way closer to town where they have about two hundred acres of almond trees, and cattle out on the ranch. I loved this piece of property the minute I saw it. Remote and the buildings are in a little valley but I can see the mountains out the front window. My wife passed away and three months later I won a very large lottery. I immediately retired, threw the in the pickup and we left Ontario and drove down to California right to this place. I had met Carl several times before and new he was also a widower and thinking of selling.
Since I didn't know his phone number I just drove to his place. As I told him what I was wanting to do, he turned went in the house grabbed a couple cold beer and brought them outside. Well we knocked off that six pack pretty fast as we negotiated the sale. We had everything written out what we wanted from each other and then headed into town to his lawyer. I had to go a bit further to find another lawyer and a bank to set up an account and transfer money.
We picked up some more beer and food to cook up.
Carl and I drove back to my place. Immediate transfer and six months for Carl to move out. That gave me time to learn how big a two thousand acre ranch was and where it was. I now had two hundred head of Angus beef to look after. Poor didn't know what to make of them, still doesn't.
So Carl taught me a lot since this kind of farming was different than the farming I grew up with. I also started doing a few small changes and planning larger ones.
After a few months I pretty well had everything worked out and so did Carl. I just needed to find a financial planner to assist me with my American money. I had left a fair bit back home but that was mostly planned for an inheritance to my . I had already given them some and they had no idea what I was worth. So Carl and I decided to go into the big city to see his. This was going to take a day, maybe two so we called up Caitlin, my friend Tom's niece to come look after dog, house and cattle. Not much to do with cattle but she knew what she was doing. Any problems and she would call Tom. It was mostly to look after the dog, a Golden Retriever, who needed people around her. Besides, Caitlin was 38, single and did this kind of work. Cute too if I was 20 years younger….
So Carl had all his bags packed and would send for his other stuff when he found a place. He had looked on line but wanted to go look now. So we both drove our own vehicles, Carl leading the way.
After introducing me to his advisor, Jack, we said our goodbyes and he was gone. Great guy, I was going to miss him. I was sure he would end up not far from me though.
So Jack and I sat down and started discussing my money. He was eager and he happened to know Tom and a few others in the area I lived. I took a moment to go to the washroom and while there I phoned Tom and another fellow I liked, Alvin. They both said yes and that they used him.
With that confirmed I transferred some money to Jack to grow for me. We went to lunch after all the business was looked after and just talked about him and his life, and then me and what I was going to do. It was a long lunch to say the least and Jack picked up the tab.
That left me only a couple of hours to get some items. I went to a trailer place and bought a dump trailer to pick up in the morning. Then I ran over to an electrical outlet and bought a large generator, wire and a bunch of other stuff I may need. It was a hap hazard list bought it would give me a start. All to be picked up in the morning.
I decided to get a room so I stopped at a reasonable looking place and got a room.
I then phoned a lumber mill that I had heard about and placed an order for pick up tomorrow. It was a lot of lumber. Even the rough cut lumber I ordered could only be purchased by the skid, not individual boards.
Then I phoned Caitlin to see how things were going. She was a bit further out from anybody so I was a bit worried. Well I was informed that I had nothing to worry about. She had gone to her place and picked up her and moved into my place. The two dogs were getting along great. She also brought her rifle over too.
Gotta love country girls.
I ate supper and read some things Jack had given me and then fell asleep. No problem.
Next morning I was up at 5 like any other day. Checked out of the room and went for breakfast and to plan my day.
First stop, generator and to pick up a stand up freezer. Then pick up the trailer, then the lumber. I still wasn't going to get home before five. Oh and get some groceries, smokes and beer. I was going have to find out where to buy good Canadian beer.
I was at the door right at opening time at the electric store. Great place to shop because they were very helpful and of course willing to sell me too much.
No matter how much I hurried, I still made it home just before five.
My first night at my new place alone with my dog. It was going to be dark, quiet and lonely. But the kind of lonely one appreciates. Time alone. Well and cows too.
Caitlin was still there even though i had sent a text before i got groceries.
"Hey, surprised to see you here . Staying for dinner, just pizza and beer tonight" i say to her. I had started calling her out of fun and she didn't complain.
"And breakfast. I told you on the phone, i moved in" she replies.
Well that stopped me in my tracks. I looked at her, put down the pizza and beer i had brought in. I grabbed a beer, gave it to her and got another for me.
"Let's go sit by the fire pit and have our beers" i finally say. I was lost for words and lost in my emotions. What happened to my quiet place away from people. What the heck would people say about her living here? I was lost.
So we sit down facing west to watch the sun go down and drank our beer. Not a word was said.
"Another beer?" She asks.
"Better bring me two, I think I may have a couple more than I planned" I answer.
She smiles oh so sweetly at me and runs to get the beer. Now I am really having strange thoughts of what is going on and why.
I glance up and she is coming out with a cooler of beer. What could I do, I chuckled and took the beer offered to me.
Caitlin takes a beer for herself and then, smiling, puts some firewood into the pit. Piled it right, but no kindling. She then went to the drive shed and came back with a cup of diesel and put it on the wood. Yup, a true country girl. She then lit the fire. She left, went to the house and came back. Grabbed her beer and sat down.
"Not fussy about the feel and smell diesel, just a quick wash" and back to her beer.
We finished those beers and Caitlin opened two more.
As we were sitting there my mind was getting more decadent thoughts as I had them.
She sat there with her hair in a pony tail sticking out of her baseball cap. Her fine feminine face and it's cute nose. Her bulky sweat shirt from Yosemite Park and short shorts covering a very nicely curved butt. Her strong legs, not overly muscled, but well toned, wanting the feel of a strong hand on them. Yes she was thirty eight and lost in the world. If I was twenty years younger I would have chased her for miles. But sitting here by the fire, I could not allow any such thoughts.
As we opened a fourth beer, sitting in silence around the fire I thought I should ask what she was planning. I mean she did move in while I was gone for a couple of days.
"So are you going to ask me anything or are we going to drink those twenty four beer you bought" she asks me.
Chuckling I say " well I was wondering what your game plan is. But I need to caution you that there are many rules living here. You may have a change of heart and want to move out tomorrow." I answer.
"I have nothing to bring to the table as you would say. But I fell in love with this place along time ago. Spending the last few days here made me want to live here. We could help each other. You are alone and so am I. We both love this spot and I will do anything to stay here. I am pretty sure my uncle has told you my story. No sympathy wanted, but just let me help build this place with you and enjoy it, please." She tells me.
I get up and head over to the truck for some more smokes. My brain in shambles. I look at the truck, except for the groceries, nothing unloaded. Well too late now. I go back open a couple more beers. Damn country girl was drinking as fast and as many as me. I hand her the beer, light a smoke wondering what I should say.
All my life I some times say things that shock and amaze me. Like the filter slips away and the unbeckoned words tumble out saying what I really should not say. Words that should be kept in the recesses of the mind.
"Well I have always wanted a sex slave that I could practice some bondage and discipline with" I blurt out and then laughed away like it was a real punch line. I knew where that thought came from but i wasn't going to say it. Or i didn't mean too.
"I mean..."
"Oh really? That would be great. I always wanted to be a sub, really, oh I won't let you down, oh cool. Can I call you master? Are you going to make me wear a collar? Oh this is better than i thought. A real daddy master" she babbles on as she jumps up and runs over to me and plops herself in my lap.
I chuckle not sure what else to do or say for that matter. My life has just turned totally upside down.
"Don't get too excited young lady. I think we have things to get, other things to figure out. We both have had a few beer so let's not do too much now." I was trying to get out of this some how.
"Shopping for outfits and toys and all kinds of things. Cool. Can we go tomorrow, can we? I know I don't have big breasts but I can make up for that you'll see. Can we go shopping tomorrow, I know where there is a really neat store. We can find everything there. Can we?" She posters.
"First get me a beer slave and come back" I chuckle.
Oh I had so much to do tomorrow. Well maybe we can do more. I pretty well know what I was going to order at the John Deere dealership, and that is just ordering and they will deliver it. Costco will be a quick stop really. I just have to get the freezer in place tonight and plug it in in the morning. I'll leave the lumber for another day. Not really in the mood to drive around with it in the city. What am I doing? Stupid idiot. She is half my age but she is a happy girl.
I look about wondering where my beer is and here she comes totally naked carrying two beers and smiling her cute smile.
"Here is your beer master. May I sit at your feet sir?" She says.
"No you may not, but you can sit on my knee, slave. I think I want to inspect you here." I reply. I am such an idiot. I have no idea what I am doing, but part of me is pretty darn happy.
She sits on my knee and then reaches around me with her arms and hugs me and I return the hug, just before the deep exploring kiss we share.
This of course was followed by my wandering hand and her willingness to let me wander.
"Okay, enough. Let's just sit back and talk. There are many things i need to know before i jump on this band wagon. Many. And we have had a few beers so let's sit and chat about it. If we are satisfied with each other after our chat, then yes i will take you shopping. I don't suppose you have a maid outfit or variable sized butt plugs and gags. So yes after I or we are sure about this then I will dress my bitchy little slave up. Oh of course get a proper paddle for that cute ass" I tell her.
So after i tell her to get dressed and get more beer, we chat. We chatted until pretty late.


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