Farmers Daughter

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Next Morning
8:30 AM

"Michael"?! I woke with a cold sweat, my eyes darting straight up to the ceiling. That big ass fan wasn't doing any justice. I panned over to the left, Marlon crouched down beside me with a fat smile on his face.

His skin dripping with sweat, the same as mines. Mornings here are like 80 and nights only hit 60.

"Ugh," I rolled my eyes.

"Get up man, Jill's old ass is cooking" He yanked the covers from my body. Usually, I'd quickly retrieve them but it felt 10 degrees hotter than it was last night.

Marlon paused and looked at me in confusion, then a dirty smile showed upon his lips again. My eyes followed as he stared at my body.

"Damn, she could've at least zipped you back up my boy" He laughed and headed out the door.

"Wait"! I jumped from my bed and ran over to him, yanking him back into the room.

"Damn wassup with you"? He was trying to keep in a laugh.

"You heard everything"?

"Everything like what"? He smirked.

"Marlon come on man if Jill finds out, Mother gonna find out and we're all dead if Joe finds out. You know he doesn't want us messing with girls"!

"I won't say a word, I gotchu bro" He winked. That only means one thing, he wants something in return.
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9:15

"Boy eat that damn food, Jill was nice enough to get up the ass at the crack of dawn and cook for us, the least you could do is eat it"! Mother shouted over top of Randy's plate.

"Well, I can't eat if you're shouting over my foo-," Randy's rebuttal was cut short by Mother slapping him in the mouth.

"Shut up" She murmured, "Keep trying me, Randy"! He rolled his eyes, biting into the toast with a crunch.

"Randy, why don't you tell Mother about Rudy"? Jermaine added. All six of us outburst into laughter, trying to hide our faces from her.

"JERMIANE SHUT UP, BRO WHAT THE FUCK"?! Randy shouted, mouth full of food.

"That's what your ass was out doing all the damn school nights"? She yanked Randy from his seat and pulled him into the other room.

Everyones laughing and talking subsided as Clementine and her father, Aunt Jill's husband's friend walked in.

She had a smirk on her face like she just finished doing something dirty. My brothers peered over my way, smirking into their cups.

Clementine sat down right in front of me, the strap from her white tank sliding down her left shoulder. The sun glowed off her damp brown skin. Her curls were in a messily perfect bun.

"Clemen, pull that strap up baby" Aunt Jill scolded, scrambling eggs on the stove, "It's boys in here".

Her nipples were so hard and you could practically see them through her shirt. She knew what the fuck she was doing. Clementine has been like this since we were 15.

"Sorry Aunty, won't happen again" She unemotionally responded, biting into her toast.

It's like she knew all the right things to say to get someone off her back or get what she wanted.

Randy and Mother finally returned after what felt like 10 years.

"Sit down and shut up" Mother murmured. Randy slouched in his chair, frowning at all of us.

"Shit I need a cigarette, y'all coming"? Aunt Jill sighed. Mother, Aunt Jill's husband, and his friend left out to the patio for a smoke. Leaving us six with Clem.

"So Clementine, how's the south been treating you"? Tito asked, sipping from his coffee cup.

"It's been all good, I've been tending to the damn farm animals all year. Waiting for y'all to come back" She smiled directly at me.

"How y'all been though"?

This girl couldn't keep her eyes off of me.

"Good, touring and stuff" Jermaine added.

"I know, I meant like..what goes on behind those closed doors"? She bit from another piece of her toast.

"Man, what"?! Marlon chuckled, "Now you know Joesph doesn't let us even touch them, girls"!

"Right man, she talking crazy"! Jackie added, sitting back in his chair with his shades on.

"Man fuck do you got shades on in the house for"? Randy knocked them from his face.

"What the fuck did I tell you about touching me"?! Jackie shouted.

"Man fuck you"! Randy scooted back in his chair, satisfied with his actions. But still obviously upset.

"Too bad y'all wanna bicker and be little bitches, y'all must not wanna be a part of my party tonight"! Clementine added.

"PARTY"?!! Jackie and Jermaine outburst.

"Clementine please, your ass may be finer than a mother fucker..but you sure are a damn liar"! Marlon snickered, dapping up Jermaine while he was at it.

"No I'm serious, it's gon be girls girls girls here"! She stood from her chair and shook her hips slowly like a stripper.

"Here"? I asked.

"Mhm, the boom box is open from eight to twelve, trust me. We won't be seeing Aunt Jill and them till the morning"!

She kept shaking her hips, slowly going up and down. Hypnotizing all of us with her smooth movements. Damn, I was already getting hard.

"MAN, WE KNOW YALL FUCKED LAST NIGHT, GO GET A FUCKING ROOM ALREADY"! Randy outburst, slamming his fist on the table and walking out of the kitchen.

Damn, this motherfucker.

To be continued!!

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