Farm Girl Saved, Or Is She?
By One-red. Mum and dad had a small farm just outside town. Every morning it was my job to feed the chickens and the animals in the barn. What mum and dad didn’t know was that it was also when I played with Sam, our sheepdog. When I mean ‘play,’ it just started as play a year ago. I would lay on a hay bale and let him lick me. I had never felt anything so nice, especially when he
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