06-14-2020, 09:55 AM
This farm reminds me of the place where i was raised by mo. When i was just a toddler my birthmother jumped in front of a train and so began my journey to a new home in kentucky. Mo adopted my desperate ass and we rode the greyhound bus down to kentucky to her big farm. I tried breastfeeding right away but got slapped and taken out to the goats barn where i was given a little bucket of goats milk . As years went by i became accustomed to all the duties needed to keep mo's farm running smoothly. Yes she worked me to the bone buy i was a hrateful little adoptee . One thing i noticed was strange dudes that wandered in for a few days then just vanished. Sometimes i would help the maid prepare dinners and these grubby men would eat with miss mo who was dressed all sexy. After the vittles my duty was to prepare a luxury bath for the hobos , i never had to touch em or scrub em down that was always moms job and she even git in the tub sometimes if they were real dirty she told me.
