Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26362 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 132(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26362 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 132(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Like most things, I’ve done my fair share of studying up on the subject and know well enough how to give a woman pleasure. I figure that stuff comes from within you one way or the other. If you love someone it ought to just come natural.
From what little I remember of mama as a young’un, she was always happy and singing in the mornings, and daddy was always petting her or making eyes at her when they thought I wasn’t looking.
And since I was getting most of what I know from them books daddy had left behind, I figure I couldn’t go wrong. All I needed was the right girl and this little Angel might just be it. She sure has caught my attention that’s for sure.
But I didn’t know the first thing about approaching a woman. One thing I do know, no more arranged marriage for me. This time I’m gonna do the picking and a choosing and ain’t it grand that my first time out I found me a gem.
I’d known all along what that girl and her daddy had been up to, but I hadn’t cared much one way or the other as long as I got a couple boys outta the deal.
After that fiasco however I’d been thinking I ought to maybe go about this marriage deal another way. I just never knew where to start…until today.
Now here I am sitting in this room with my mind going in ten directions at once. She sure smelt good too and that hair alone was enough to make me give up half my earthly goods. I clenched my fists so that I didn’t jump the gun and reach out and touch it. That might not be considered civilized.
Most of the naked women in the old books I’d found in my parents’ room after daddy passed away had hair like that. Most of them were also naked with their pussies on display, but what the hell. The hair added a little something to the package I think. Feminine.
I felt the first stirrings of lust hit me in the gut as I imagined that hair trailing over my hot flesh as we fucked. She’d make a pretty sight riding my cock in the moonlight that comes through the bedroom window at night.
I stared at her for a good while from behind my shades before the professor came in and called the class to order. I had a story ready in case anyone asked me what the green hell I was doing here, but I just needed enough time to catch her name.
This wasn’t like when I was in school as a young boy where they took attendance, so it looked like I’ll have to find another way. I was sitting there staring a hole in the back of her head when she turned her blue-blue eyes back on me.
Time stood still. She was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen in my life, and though I knew this wasn’t the way things were done anymore, in that moment I made up my mind I was going to have her no matter what.
I felt the clutch in my heart right then and there and when she gave me a sweet little smile she just about sealed her fate. Some might say I have what you may call a one-track mind. I don’t much think like modern folks and again this is where the ‘don’t give a fuck’ factor comes in.
I know I’m different. I know I’d rather do things the way the men and women who settled this land preferred. And it wasn’t because I was raised away from folk neither.
Well maybe that had a little something to do with it. But I know sure as spit that what I am, is what’s inside of me. It’s not something a man can learn, it’s just who he is. I’ve read enough over the years to know that I maybe just a tad bit different but so what.
I think my way is better than all the foolishness men and women put themselves through these days. Time was there was no such thing as divorce. That’s back when men were men and not dainty little fuckers like the one I’d had to shoot in my old bed, or the other thieving asshole I’d ran off with a shot in his ass.
I sat there as the class came to order figuring in my mind just how I was gonna get her back on the farm with me. It was gonna take some work I’m sure, but nothing I couldn’t handle. My cock was already stiffening in my jeans at the thought, but I had to caution myself not to give myself away.
Thankfully, no one was paying me much mind. Everyone was too busy talking to their friend next to them or looking through their books in preparation for class. I didn’t want to be here too long, not now that I had a plan in my head. It wouldn’t do for too many folks to see me hanging around.