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It was a brisk autumn picture of naked girls day in Kamsack, Saskatchewan and the Chinook wind whistled through the perfect grils popped rivets of the Chatsworth family’s old aluminum grain silo. Casey perched on the tailgate of her daddy’s old Chevy truck with her trusty companion Poncho, a Labrador retriever, chasing shadows she made with the whip of a bulrush from the pond on the family farm. She was growing more impatient by the second, but her brother Karl always took ages perfecting the just-fell-off-the-bunk look to his thick auburn hair.
She eyed the keys in the ignition and contemplated revving the engine to hurry his stupid ass up, but the last warm rays of the October sun were raining down on her freckled cheeks, and the hot metal of the naked latin girls rusty tailgate was burning hot against her butt. She threw Poncho the bulrush reed and called across the yard, "Hurry up Karladonna, we’re going to miss the early admission!" When Karl finally emerged from the family rancher, he was handsome as usual in his navy v-neck and cream cardigan, draped over his well-built shoulders.
Karl always cared more for his appearance, and reaped a bountiful harvest of female attention for his efforts. The attention didn’t go unnoticed by his small army of four sisters, most of whom preferred the family farm to the mall and didn’t mind having to share a washroom in the morning while Karl hogged the ensuite. He was used to being avErotica ribbed about his metrosexuality, but didn’t mind one bit as his sisters introduced him to plenty of their friends and classmates. "Sorry sis, gotta keep the fanbase appeased of the progress on Operation Movember.
" "But it’s barely October!" cried Casey. "I figure if I keep a steady 5 o’clock shadow all through October, I’l have a semipermanent foundation to work on starting week one of Movember. It’s a guy thing, you wouldn’t understand." "Right, maverick, let’s get this show on the road. We only get two nights of fun in this shit town before the snow flies and I bet I can win more useless crap than you." "You’re not supposed to be winning your own crap, Casey, you’re supposed to have some hunks competing to win you some dumb koala!
" Karl avErotica jabbed as he climbed into the cab of the old man’s truck and started it up. "Yeah, right, like I want to suck some idiots dick because he won be a koala bear!" "That all it takes, huh sis?" "Shut up and drive, asshole!" Casey was hot and bothered riding shotgun out the driveway, and she turned up the knob on the old AM stereo. It was true that Karl had struck a nerve. With solstice growing nearer, Casey was facing the grim reality that she would be concluding her 19th summer a virgin.
It wasn’t that avErotica boys hadn’t noticed her. There had been comments in junior high when her breasts started prodding up through her flannels and farm tees, and like her sisters girls of playboy before her she had suffered the embarrassment of bra shopping with the old man. They had noticed again in her first year of senior high when Casey’s older sister, Claire, naked females had taken her to Saskatoon for a makeover on her spring break from university. She had returned hot naked teen girls triumphant in tight hiphugger jeans, a faux cashmere sweater that was two sizes too small and a nifty little gadget called a waterbra that the Sears & Sons Outfitters in town didn’t have among their dusty stacks of paper-thin cardboard boxes of flimsy granny bras.
And they noticed her a third time, around town just after graduation when birth control caused her to go up an overwhelming two cup sizes, rendering the water bra wholly unnecessary. Karl interrupted her brooding with an unexpected turn. "Where the hell are you taking me, doofus?" "Woah there sis, we just gotta stop off and pick up a few friendsies on the way to town." "Let me guess, blondes, 36-24-36, about my height?" "Well, you’re at least half right!
" "Of course, there’s an ugly sister for your buddy Brad, right?" "Fuck Brad, Brad can take care of himself from now on. Last week we went down to Smitty’s for breakfast and he got the number off that new waitress they got in there that I’ve been running on since day one. He’s on his own tonight baby!" "All right, settle down boy, how far off we going?" Casey had forgotten about her celibate summer now and was curiously annoyed.
