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Fun Times: Prologue, Part 3

Date: 3/27/2017, Categories: First Time, Author: Hogwash, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories

herself and checking her hair as she restarted the car, “Tommy’s father owns that big farm down by the mill.” Carrie nodded, still playing with her ponytail. This was well known. Tommy and his older brothers had grown up working the farm and the mill. His brothers were all grown and gone from the area. “He and his brothers fixed up the old bunkhouse for where the farm workers used to live back in the day. I think his older brothers used it as a love nest too, when they were in school here. It is half a mile from Tommy’s house, but it has a separate driveway and is set well back from the road. No one is going to bother us. Unless you remember that the house is still there, you probably wouldn’t even see the driveway.” “That’s where we are going?” Carrie asked, excitedly. “Yup. It’s not really much to look at from the outside, but they fixed up the inside pretty well. They put a wood burning stove in the main room so it will be nice and warm,” Kim answered. “Sounds cozy,” Carrie said, her eyes bright. Kim drove for a few minutes in silence, each girl lost to her own thoughts. Carrie was feeling a combination of excitement and anxiety so delicious she thought she might burst. “There are going to be several guys there,” Kim said again as she neared the overgrown access road that she knew so well. “I don’t know exactly how many, but don’t worry, they get me. You get Tommy to yourself.” “Oh my God!” Carrie exclaimed, “I can’t believe I am really doing this.” “You’ll be fantastic, ... sweetie,” Kim said, patting Carrie’s knee as she slowed the car and turned onto a wooded lane. “You are going to have a wonderful time.” After a quarter mile or so, she turned a bend and there ahead of them, tucked away into the woods and next to a stream, was the old bunkhouse; a smallish, rundown and definitely ugly one story structure. The drive ended some 50 feet from the bunkhouse, and there was a small collection of older model cars, one pickup truck and Tommy’s mustang convertible parked haphazardly on the grass in front of and on either side of the building. Carrie recognized all the cars from her high school parking lot. Carrie stared at the bunkhouse and pointed to it with one perfectly lacquered little finger. “I am to lose my virginity, in that ?” she asked, aghast. “Yes, honey. It looks hideous from the outside, but it is comfortable inside,” Kim replied. “Yeah. Hideous is a good word,” Carrie agreed. “It is a bit rustic,” Kim conceded after a moment of further consideration of the building before them. “Rustic?” Carrie said, looking at Kim as though she had two heads. “Hideous is the better word, but I was actually thinking more along the lines, though, of rural slum?” Kim snorted. “You should have seen the place the first time Tommy took me back here to party. My God it was awful. I made them fix it up before I would come back.” Carrie could only imagine what it had looked like before Kim had convinced the boys to “fix it up.” The building was clearly old and ...