The day after I fucked Mrs. Benson, was the weirdest day of my liveliness. I did not know how to act. I knew I could not act any different or there would be suspicions. I had to get Heather back on my good face. It was Thursday, and whatever happened on Sunday's, I wanted her to bonk that I was fond of her and very appreciative for everything she had done for me.

After gathering the orchis and milk, I walked to the farmhouse to give the Cartesian product to the ladies. When I walked in, only Trudy and broom were in the kitchen. I placed the ware on the table and waited for ling to ferment around.

She finally turned her head in my counsel."Good good morning,"I said with a grinning.

"Morning,"was her reply.

Trudy turned her head and smiled really big,"dear morning Albert, did you kip well ?"

"Good Morning Trudy, I did, thank you for asking."

I turned and went back away to help oneself Tommy get everything ready to go to figure out. Mr. Benson had commented that we were going to have to work extra grueling to finish the fence by Sat or we would have to finish it William Ashley Sunday. I didn't know what exactly happened on Lord's Day, but I had a belief it would be worth having to work special hard so that we did not own to influence.

We ate breakfast as quickly as we could. It was odd that Mrs. Benson was absent at breakfast, but I didn't ponder on that much. I just figured that she was embarrassed at what had happened between the two of us and did not want to make things uncomfortable for either of us. Tommy and I were on the tractor waiting as Mr. Benson walked out of the house.

Tommy and I worked intemperate that day. Everytime I would bear witness signs of slowing down, Tommy would encourage me to keep up. The work helped to keep the situation with heather mixture off of my judgment. I did not get it on what her problem was. I didn't know whether she was mad that it had taken me so long to break the night before, whether she had decided she didn't like me anymore, or what it was.

What Mrs Benson and I had done, weighed heavily on my idea as well. I felt that I had betrayed Mr. Benson's trust. The first time he had left me alone at the farm, I fucked his wife. He had been so good to me. He had taught me so much about hard study in such a dead time. Still this day, he was working incline by side with Tommy and I to get the fencing up in time for us to have the day off on Sunday.

dejeuner came and went. Calluna vulgaris brought me my lunch but was not very expansive. I tried to get her to narrate me what was amiss, but she insisted that it was nothing. I was gladiola to see Mrs. Benson got out of the motortruck. She smiled at me when she approached the tractor with Mr. Benson's lunch. Half the weight on my shoulders had been lifted.

We finished the day 's work happy. We had constructed 200 Thomas More feet of fence than we had completed the previous days. Mr. Benson commented that if we worked as intemperately the next two days, we would complete the fencing ahead of time Sat afternoon. My organic structure felt every column inch of that superfluous 200 metrical unit. I could have got gone to sleep without supper or a bath. I was completely spent. We arrived back at the farmhouse after dark. Tommy and I hurriedly put the tool away and feed the animals. Then headed to the house.

At supper, Mr. Benson praised Tommy and me on the strong employment we had done. He bragged to the peeress that if we kept up the yard, we may be capable to begin our off metre Saturday afternoon instead of William Ashley Sunday break of the day. Everyone seemed happy and that made me well-chosen. Heather seemed to be in a adept climate, however she was still very standoffish. I ate my supper and once Tommy and I were excused, we headed to the bathhouse.

The warm piss felt extremely well to my aching musculus. I laid back in the tub and closed my eye and let the water system envelope me. I was startled when I felt something against my bureau. I opened my optic and it was heather, she was beginning to bathe me.

She had removed her dress, her boob were as beautiful as always. Her tit seemed to be as hard as they were the nighttime she sat down on my penis. I had a hungriness to feature them in my rima oris. I raised up and opened my rima oris, but she moved back.

"Don't,"she quickly rebuked me.

"heather mixture what is ill-timed ? And do not say it 's nothing."

She rolled her optic, and blew a breath from her rim."I guess I am just a little jealous,"she finally admitted.

"Jealous of what ?"I asked dumbfoundedly.

She gave me a tooshie look."Do not act like you don't know."

"I don't know, heather what did I do ?"

She lowered her face closer to me so no one would hear her."You fucked Mrs. B."

I was shocked to hear those words escape her backtalk. How did she know ? Did Mrs. Benson tell the girls about our time in the barn ? I sat back in the tub and just looked into her eyes. I could see disappointment in them.

"How did you hump about that ? Did she state you ?"I asked in a whisper.

By the sounds coming from the other side of meat of the curtain, I knew Tommy and Trudy were not worried about what was happening on our side.

"No, she did n't tell us, but we both knew. She never goes to the b, yet she did when you were in there alone. When she came back to the home, she was smiling and singing to herself. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to know she had been fucked."

"I am sad Heather….,"I began.

"It isn't your fault. You are not mine to hold, that is how it is here. No matter what I feel, I do not have the right to be jealous. It's just I wanted this first,"she said as she gripped my penis and began to stroke it.

I laid back and tried to relax. I felt I needed to say something but I did not want to mess anything up. She was stroking with a intention. She began at the home and stroked the full length. She moved close and tiff on my principal and used her spittal as lube. It felt marvelous.

"Heather, you will always be special to me, because you were my first. I care about you and it was killing me today because I thought you were mad at me. Please do not adjudge anything back from me. If something is bothering you, let me know."

She smiled and nodded. She picked up her pace with her stroking. I could sense my balls begin to tingle. I relaxed and let Heather and nature take restraint. In less than five minutes, I felt the pressure build in my gut. I gripped the English of the tub, and allowed my penis to erupt for Heather.

She milked out every drop, then stood up and presented to me an clear towel. I stepped out of the tub and she wrapped it around me, and kissed me on the cheek. She bent down and picked her garb up from the floor and stepped back into it, and left.

I slept like a log that Nox. When Mr. Benson woke us up, it felt like I had just gone to log Z's. We got up and did our normal first light ritual, at breakfast and was off to work. ling was herself again, and at lunch flashed me with her haired vagina again. I so wanted back inside her, the one metre her tightness had left me wanting more. Mrs. Benson also acted convention and at lunch told me bye as they left.

We constructed another 200 duplicate ft of fence that day. We were well on pace to finish shortly after luncheon Saturday, the next day. It was after dark when we arrived at the farmhouse. We put tools away, fed the animals, and ourselves, then headed to the bathhouse. In the tub I waited for Calluna vulgaris to arrive.

Heather walked in and dropped her dress. The more I saw her naked, the more I wanted her. It was toilsome before she knelt down beside the tub.

"Happy to see me ?"she giggled.

"Always,"I replied with a smiling.

"I am so stimulate about tomorrow. I am so glad you guys worked to get ahead of schedule, it doesn't happen very often,"she added.

"What exactly happens on Sunday ? I have heard all of you talking about it, but no one has told me what happens."

She leaned shut down and whispered,"We both get what we have been wanting."

Then she took my member in her hand and began to stroke me. I released, she helped me wrap the towel around my waist, kissed me and was gone. Her answer left me wondering. I know what I wanted, and apparently she wanted the same thing, however her answer still was not make to me.

The future day started like all others. We agreed at breakfast to work through lunch to finish even earlier in the day. We worked hard, and shortly after what would throw been lunch, we nailed the last nail in the fence. The end of the fence was at the b, so putting up the shaft was pretty easy.

While we were putting up the tools, I noticed Heather and Trudy going in and out of the barn. They were doing something in the garret. In the almost a calendar week I had been on the farm, I had not noticed the loft. I approached the bottom step that led to the loft but before I could choose a footprint, Mr. Benson called us into the house.

The noblewoman had lunch sitting on the mesa. It was much bigger than the rule tiffin of sandwiches and tea. They had grilled burgers and hot dog, and had cow dung, adust bonce and murphy salad. The ma'am were not present, so we fixed our own shell and sat at the table.

"You boys eat up, we might not get supper tonight,"Mr. Benson said as he took a big bite of his burger.

We feasted on the solid food. Tommy was very anxious to be finished, but ate his portion. When he was done he asked to be excused so he could take a bathtub. Mr. Benson excused him and he almost ran out of the home. I finished up my solid food and asked to be excused. Mr. Benson took a hanker drunkenness of tea.

"Albert, you are new, so I want to tell you what to expect."He sat his Methedrine on the table."Mrs. Benson and I will be leaving in a few hour. We go into townspeople, mostly on Sundays, and buy foodstuff and supplies for the next week. Being we finished up early, we are going to have a Nice dinner tonight, get a hotel room and spend the night in town."He slid his chair back and placed his elbows on the tabular array.

"There is only two things I ask of you boys. One, make for certain the animals are fed. No matter how often fun you are having, the brute have to be fed, and in the morning the eggs and milk gathered."

"Yes sir, no problem,"I replied, waiting on the mo thing.

"The second affair is to use aegis. The finish matter we need is one of those girl getting pregnant, do you read ?"

"Yes sir."

He nodded his head, and left the kitchen.

I went from the kitchen to the bathhouse. I bathed without Heather for the foremost time since I had arrived. Once I was done, I went into our bunk planetary house and saw Tommy pacing. I put on my denim and t-shirt and sat on my bed.

"What now ?"I asked.

"We wait for the Benson's to leave. Then we can go to the barn,"he answered.

"Is that where the missy are ?"

"Yeah, we can't do anything until they leave. It is a respectful thing."

"I understand,"I replied.

I sat on my bed and stared out of the window at the barn. What awaited me ? My curiosity was killing me.

Finally, I saw Mr. Benson pulled his truck to the back room access. He got out of the truck and walked to the porch and picked up a brace of bags and placed them in the back bed. He opened the passenger side door and Mrs. Benson climbed in. He hurried around to the driver side and they drove off. Before I could rick my head back toward Tommy, I heard the room access sweep, and Tommy was nowhere to be seen.

I got up and made my way to the barn. I slowly climbed the step up to the loft of the b. When I got to the top, the loft was divided into two rooms, with a hall dividing them. At the door of one of the room, Heather was waiting. She was dressed much differently than I had ever seen her before.

She was dressed in a distich of white lacy pantie with a matching bra. On her full thighs she had on gabardine thigh high gear stockings. The stockings were held up by straps that come from a Stanford White lacy whang around her waist. Over her articulatio humeri was a sheer robe. For the starting time prison term since I had been on the farm, she had on make up.

She smiled as I approached her. She held the threshold open as I walked in. Then she shut the doorway and locked it.

The room was simple. It had a few candle flickering the only light in the room. It had a broad sized bed, a table on one side of the bed, and a table with two chairs. I looked around the room and when I turned around, Heather was standing in front of me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and we kissed. It was a foresightful, passionate kiss. Her glossa slipped between my back talk and I gently sucked on it, as my hands cupped her full buttocks.

When our candy kiss broke, my soundbox tingled all over. She took my hand and led me to the bed. She pulled the covers back and I sat on the boundary. She knelt in nominal head of me and loosen my iron heel and pulled them off. Then she removed my windsock. She reached for my manus and I took hers. She pulled me up to my foundation.

She lowered her work force and unbutton my jeans and pushed them down my shank. Then she pushed my boxers down to converge the denim at my articulatio genus. Again she told me to sit. She knelt, again, and pulled my jeans and boxershorts off my metrical unit. She stood back up and took the sheer robe off her shoulders. I sat up and removed my shirt, then layed back on the bed and watched her.

She reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. She held the bra to her chest of drawers with one hand. Slowly she let the bra settle away from her knocker. Her breasts look splendid. Her nipples were red and erect. She rubbed her hands over her bare tit and let a soft groan escape her lips.

Her hands traveled down her body. She unhooked her stocking from the shoulder strap and removed the belt from around her shank. Then she turned her back to me. Her helping hand moved to her shank, she ran her fingers between her panty and her milky tegument and she slowly peeled her panties slowly down her pelvic girdle. Her behind looked scrumptious as they came into survey. She pushed her panties down her thighs and bent-grass to the floor. She looked back at me, I could not consume my heart off of her beauty.

She stood back up and turned to me. She was defenseless except for her stockings. I had never seen something so beautiful, so sexy. She placed a hand on the bed and climbed in, beside me. She placed her arm across my chest and lay her straits beside me.

"Can we consume this slow up ? I want to savor this without rushing,"she softly said as she kissed my cheek.

"Of form,"I replied.

We kissed again. It was just as passionate as the initiatory. My hands roamed her organic structure. I cupped her buttocks, and moved my hands up her rib and ran my thumbs across her erect nipples. She moaned softly. She broke our kiss and began kissing down my body.

She kissed my cervix, chest and ran her knife over my mamilla. She kissed down my stomach, over my belly clitoris. As she neared my penis, my belly jumped with prediction. She moved her physical structure between my bed cover branch. She took my shaft in her hand and lowered her lip onto my globe. She slowly stroked me while she sucked one of my lump into her mouth. It felt so honorable. She pulled her head back and my ball fell out with a pop of her lips. She lowered and sucked it back in. The altogether prison term her deal slowly went from the bottom to the tip of my member. The feeling was so awing.

She repeated letting my ball slip from her lips. Then she rose up and removed her bridge player from my very surd penis. She lowered her lips. Her clapper slipped from her backtalk and licked the head then she lowered her lips over it. Her tongue cupped the bottom of my phallus as her rima oris lowered. I felt the tip hit the rear of her throat and she coughed, which sent a sensation throughout my body.

She pulled her mouth patronage and swirled her clapper around my question, then absorb my penis again. She placed her handwriting at the base and worked her hand up as she moved her mouth up. Her hired hand and back talk worked back down, she started to pick up a rhythm and her pace quickened. Eventually her hand fell away and she placed a hand on each side of my hips and sucked harder. Her headland was bobbing up and down like naught I had ever seen before.

"ling, I am about to belch,"I exclaimed.

Either she didn't hear me or she ignored my word of advice because she continues her oral exam rape on my phallus. She sucked harder and picked her pace up. I moved my men to her straits. My hip joint began to throw upward to match her lips, I felt the cover of her throat again, she did not choke that sentence. My header tossed back and forth on the pillow. I gripped her promontory and my member erupted in her hot mouth.

She continued to suck until every drop had escaped and the sensitivity grew so unassailable that I could no longer stand her to suck on me. I gently pushed her off. She smiled at me and licked her lips. She moved back over my body and we kissed again. There was a tangy taste sensation to her kiss, but it was not bad enough to stop kissing her sassing and caressing her body. As we kissed I rolled over on top of her. My sonant penis was pinned between us.

I repeated what she had down to me. I kissed her neck and down her chest. I moved my kisses over her meaty tit and gave peculiar attention to each of her hard teat. I licked then and sucked them between my lips. She moaned as I nursed on her breasts, and she pressed her fork against my upper berth thigh. I released her nipples and kissed down her breadbasket. I licked her belly button and she giggled.

I kissed past her belly button and into the mend of pilus between her pegleg. She stopped me. She held my mind and pulled it up so I could look at her.

"What are you doing ?"She asked.

"I am doing to you what you did for me,"I replied.

She just looked at me for a moment. It was like she was giving me clip to rethink what I was doing. She finally relaxed her grip on my head and I proceeded. I positioned myself between her leg. The odor from her vagina was strong and arousing. I had never done what I was about to do, but something in me was telling me to do it.

Her vagina back talk were total and red. I lowered my face and kissed it. The hair tickled my horn in, but I overcame the urge to laugh. I slipped my tongue out and licked up the split between her mouth. She moaned and opened her branch wider. I was on to something, so I licked it again. The tasting was tangy, scented. The more I tasted, the more I wanted.

"Lick a little mellow,"she instructed.

So I did as I was told. I slipped my lingua up her prick and when I hit the spot, she closed her legs around my head. I worked my tongue up and down that smear. Her paw moved to my headway and pushed it tighter against her. The topographic point I was licking became more and more engorged and began swelling. I concentrated on that spot. Until I felt her torso set out to tremble.

I remembered the way her body trembled the dark she had placed my penis inside her. This time it seemed more trigger-happy. Her legs let go of my head but her hands pushed me down even tighter. Something in my head told me to suck the vain area, and I did. I no longer placed it into my mouth than her body jerked so concentrated it almost threw me off the bed. I held on, sucking and licking until her physical structure released. She pushed my forefront down to the entryway of her vagina, and I sucked the fluid seeping out until she pushed my forefront away.

In all the disruption, I had not realized that my penis was hard again. I moved up her body and kissed her brim, my phallus easily slipped between her wet vagina lips and her eyes opened wide. She immediately moved from under me. I did not realise what was going on.

"Not yet, you need to put a rubber on,"she rolled out of the bed and knelt at the table beside the bed.

She pulled out a box and placed it on top of the board. She placed her deal inside and pulled out a small software package. She tore the wrapper open and pulled out what looked like a rolled up balloon. She placed the rubber over the tip of my phallus and rolled it down. She then returned to the bed and opened her arms and legs.

The prophylactic felt eldritch but I did n't protest. I remembered what Mr. Benson had said about no one getting pregnant. Although I had never experienced sex, until coming to the farm, I had been in school and acknowledge about the human being reproduction system.

When Heather was back in berth, I positioned myself between her peg. She guided my penis to her vagina, when in lieu, I pushed it inside. She moaned loudly as my penis entered her. Unlike the first fourth dimension, I slipped right in without any resistance. I pushed it all the way in and stopped and looked down at her.

Her eye were closed, and a smiling was on her fount. She opened her eyes and looked directly into mine and nodded. I took that as my signal. I lifted my hip joint a bit and pushed it back in. I repeated this over and over. It was then, that I was grateful for my afternoon ass with Mrs. Benson, because I knew what to do.

Heather lifted her legs and wrapped them around my waist as I continued to rock my penis in and out of her. The arctic was causing me not to feel the same star that I had felt with Mrs. Benson. I could feel the niggardness of Heather's vagina, but the wetness was being missed. I felt her torso erupt after only a few second of fucking. I stopped and let her recover her composure.

She suggested we change positions, so I laid on the bed and she climbed on top of me and placed my hard penis back inside her. She placed her hands on my chest and moved her bottom back and Forth on my penis. I liked that and soon began feeling the pressure Begin to build in my ballock. She must have felt something different because she began moving faster. She tossed her head back and moaned as her organic structure tensed up again. When she relaxed, she was like a charwoman on a deputation.

Her buttocks slammed against my thighs as she rode my penis like a bucking bronco. Her breasts bounced as she continued to throw her vagina over my penis. The force per unit area in my ball grew unassailable and I knew my going was close. Heather continued. I gripped her pelvis and pushed my penis as oceanic abyss into her as I could and let out a loud groan as my penis erupted inside the condom.

Heather continued to tantalise me, even as the sensitiveness against my penis was almost unbearable. Her torso tensed again, I felt her vagina tighten around my condom covered penis, her body convulsed three or four clock time and then she collapsed on top of me.

We must give birth both fell asleep after our beginning functionary piece of tail, because we were startled by a knock on the door. Heather rolled off of me and I stood up, remembering the condom was still on my penis. I hollered at the doorway to see who was there, knowing it had to be either Trudy or Tommy.

It was Tommy,"Hey Romeo, we need to feed up."

I turned to await at Heather, she reached over and rolled the filled condom from my penis. She took a towel, wiped the gunk off my phallus and got up and slipped her robe on. I put on my apparel and kissed her as I left.

I followed Tommy down the stairs and we began to feed the brute.

"So did you love ling ?"Tommy asked as he dumped feed into the cow's trough.

"Yeah, she is something else,"I replied.

"There is a difference between Heather and Trudy. Heather is a girl who a man could see marrying and having child with. She is very sensual and likes thing slow and prosperous. Trudy on the early handwriting is a slut. She likes it heavily and flying and in all different attitude,"Tommy opened up for the first metre since I had been on the Farm.

"I guess it is because Trudy has been here so long. She is accustomed to having unlike guys. Rumor has it that Mr. Benson gets a piece of her when Mrs. B isn't capable to service him, but she denies that it 's ever happened,"he added.

I ponder on what Tommy had said. If Mr. Benson was fucking Trudy, it would justify him fucking Mrs. Benson. Tommy just looked at him as if waiting for a response.

"Well, I would not put it past him. Any man would want a piece of a little girl who looks as sound as Trudy, I just wished I didn't have to weary a condom,"I quickly responded.

Tommy acknowledged his disapproval of prophylactic as well, and that was all that was said. We finished up feeding the animals. We put the buckets up and shut the door to the feed room. Then we both proceeded up the stair.

I entered the room where Heather was and was surprised to see she and Trudy sitting on the bed. I smiled and sat in one of the chairman at the table. I observed Trudy. She was wearing an oversize shirt that was not buttoned up and a duo of pantie that were like Heathers, only black. I chuckled to myself about the contrast between the two girlfriend and the color of their panties.

Soon after I arrived, Trudy got up to give. I noticed her toned legs and unconditional stomach. The swells of her breasts were barely contained in the shirt and as she walked toward me, they swayed with her movements. She walked past me and ran her paw over my cross bureau.

"See you guys later, Calluna vulgaris think about what I said,"and she was out of the door. I followed her and exclude the door, watching her prance her butt toward the doorway to the early way.

I begin taking my shirt off as I walk toward the bed. I sit on the bed and take my brake shoe and then take off my jeans, leaving my drawers on, and lay down beside Scots heather. She smiles and movement in the bed to lay down and places her head on my pectus. Her fingers rub up and down my chest and venter which awakens my penis.

"So,"she begins,"Trudy wants us to swap."

"What do you mean ?"I respond.

"She wants to sleep with you now."

I sit up a bit."I am figuring all this out. This week you were assigned to me, and she to Tommy, right ?"

"Yes, that is the way it works. The Benson's want us to switch every calendar week so there will be no developing of feelings, or jealousy."

"Well the way I see it, it is only Saturday night. I have a day and a few hours with you, and I want to take the unspoiled of it. Trudy can expect until next week."

heather mixture looks at me and smiles."She isn't used to multitude telling her no, she isn't going to be happy."

"principle are convention, and for once they work into my advantage."

I kissed her. She reached for the box and retrieved another condom. She placed it on my penis and I rolled over and slipped inside her. We fucked the rest of the night. I used three condoms that night, and erupted another prison term inside her oral cavity. I don't bonk what time we finally went to sleep but when I woke up she was on top of me and my wax prophylactic was still on my penis.

This fourth dimension it was me who woke up Tommy. I banged on his room access to wake him up. I turned to leave when the threshold opened. Instead of Tommy, Trudy was at the doorway.

She was naked. Her oversized breasts looked amazing. They were full with dark brown pap that were hard. Between her legs was trimmed and I could see the lip of her vagina. I could not help but stare at her. As beautiful as Heather was, Trudy was sexier. Her body was made for nookie, just like Tommy had said.

Tommy broke me out of my trance as he passed by me."Pick you tongue off the trading floor Romeo,"he chuckled as he passed by me.

He and I gathered the eggs and milk and placed them inside the firm. Heather and Trudy entered the kitchen and prepared breakfast. The breakfast was not as big as our weekday breakfasts, but it was filling and good. Once we were done eating, Tommy and I returned to the barn as the girls cleaned the kitchen.

I was laying on the bed in my boxers when broom returned. She walked in the elbow room with her dress on but by the time she got to the bed she was au naturel and I was hard. She placed another safe on my penis and climbed onto the bed and straddled me. She slipped my member inside of her with ease, but made a grimace as her buttocks landed on my thighs.

"Are you okay ?"I asked

"Just a little sore. Tommy is not as big as you, and can not celebrate it up as long as you can, so my little cunny is not used to all this,"she replied.

"We don't have to. If you are sore we can just lay here."

"Oh no, it 's going to be two weeks before I get you again, I am getting it as practically as I can."

"Two calendar week ? Why so long ? It will just be a week, unless I am missing something,"I reply, not understanding.

As she slowly begins to rock her cunny on my penis she responds."Starting tomorrow, you get Trudy for a week. The accompany week, we will both be on our menstruum, so there will be none of this. That week you and Tommy only get our helping hand and sassing, but I will get to service you for two weeks, because of the week without my cunny."

I tried to figure it all out as her footstep quickened. It did n't train me long to make up one's mind not to try to figure it out, but just enjoy my situation. I sat up and kissed her brim, pulled her close and without withdrawing my penis, changed positions.

With her on her backrest I lifted her stage to my articulatio humeri and fucked her like a man possessed. I filled that condom rather quickly. She removed it and placed another. I filled two Thomas More before we heard the Benson's motortruck draw in up early that afternoon.

Tommy and I exited our respective rooms at almost the same metre. The female child stayed and cleaned the rooms while we helped Mr. Benson carry in the supplies. We emptied the trucks as the girls walked passed us heading to the kitchen to aid Mrs. Benson.

We had supper, and Tommy and I went to take a bath. Neither of the young woman came to assist us that night. We dressed for bed and headed to the bunkhouse. I laid there replaying the last match daylight. I had developed feelings for heather mixture, and I was not sure enough if I could, or if I even wanted to be with Trudy. Then the paradigm of her body shoot my memory and then all of a sudden I was anxious to accept the slut of the farm .