Day One
The first edge happened around 7:40 that morning, on a hay bale in the barn, opposite our pig sty.  As far as it goes, I’ve had my pants off in both better and worse places, and let me be honest - I’d far rather have my blue jeans and panties off in the barn than in a men’s restroom someplace.  I’m also the kind of girl who likes to take it off.  My boots and socks were about
  
    
    
    
        Published on April 09, 2015 15:31