1. Court Record Chapter Seven


    Date: 6/13/2016, Categories: True Story, Written by women, Young, Author: Barbiebnympho, Rating: 89.7, Source: sexstories.com

    search all over for him in the dark. Scotty was on his turf, he knew every inch of these many acres of apple orchards. If he had simply packed up some things and ran into the trees he could live for a long time. Apples alone could keep him going for days. There is no way the law would look for him at night in this dense orchard even if they suspected he was in there. She sat and pondered, how in the world could she find him if the law could not. There were over a thousand acres of orchards, tractors trails crisscrossed like a labyrinth. He knew every inch; she only knew less than ten acres they had worked together. But, she knew Scotty, they had lived together, slept together, love together and she knew how he thought. Without a word she got up, mounted her bike and started to ride out past the barn and into the orchard. There was no question where he was; the only question was could she find the spot again. Sarah was pleased she had requested a hybrid bike. It had the bigger tires and could be ridden off road quite handily. One thing she knew was how to get back the tractor trails to the area they had been trimming every day. Once she arrived in the area of freshly trimmed trees it was an easy deduction to head down hill to the valley and the compost area. She found her way to the compost pile readily. They had gone back and forth many times. From the compost area she went on foot. She and Scott had left the tractor and wagon at the compost when they took the walk. This ...
    was not going to be as easy. She had only been down this trail the one time. Step by step she made her way down along the stream along the very treacherous path hidden in the tall growth until she broke out in the little clearing looking over the pond. She could just sense she had arrived, he was here she could feel it, but where. What was the next step? Could she risk calling for him. It was a long way back to the house, but if the law had returned to start a search she did not want to get caught out here with him. Then a thought crossed, there is no way the law is looking for him this morning unless they came out to apologize. Her “mother” Cybil had straightened everything out with Charlotte Hammen in New York and by now Charlotte had certainly notified this Sheriff Jacks that Sarah was legitimate in the apple orchards. She took the chance and in a low voice she called out, “Scotty?” Nothing more. Sarah moved down to the edge of pond and squatted down such that she could wrap her arms around her legs. She peered into the clear fresh water; certain he was in the area, but not knowing what to do next. She was there several minutes, thinking. Then, as she stood up, she saw movement reflected on the surface of the pond from the dark trees across the way. She looked up. It was Scotty struggling down the steep bank out of the undergrowth. He was hard to recognize. Dirty from head to toe, his flannel shirt and jeans torn and stained, his shoes wet muddy; it was clear he had been ...
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