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Maggie's Farm
Date: 6/9/2016, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: Sisyphus, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories
completely confused, in fact, crazed at what I was seeing. I got out and looked at the faded phone number on the For Sale sign, thinking it was the number of the real estate agent. I stood there for several minutes, bewildered, not knowing what to do. I got back in my car and just sat there looking at the overgrown grass and the paint peeling from the old farmhouse. After about ten minutes, I drove back over the wooden bridge, and then to Hinkley’s General Store. I had the name and number of the real estate office and thought I would call to find out what happened to the farm. When I went up to the old guy at the counter, he looked up from the magazine he was reading, and when I asked if I could use his phone to call the real estate office and showed him the name. He looked at it, then back at me. “They ain’t around here any more. Why do you want to call them?” I told him I wanted to know what happened to the old farm on Bridge Road. He said, “I don’t know nothin’ about that farm, it’s been empty for years.” Just then, an old woman with a cane came into the store and said, “Hello, Leland,” then walked past us to the rear of the store. I glanced at her rounded back, her long black dress. Her white hair was tied loosely in a bun and I thought maybe she'd know something. She came back to the counter with a container of ice cream and put it down. “Put this in a bag and add this to my account. I’ll get to you at the end of the ...