comments_readers: Yeah, the characters are a play on the "Little House" ones. I always wanted to do a not-so-serious porn version of the show and this series provided an opportunity. So I'm deranged - surprised?
"So on Old Home, it was North and South, not East and West. And they named them after Amerigo Vespucci's first name, instead."
Mary rolled her eyes at her younger sister's incessant chattering. Although she liked school, Mary found herself wishing that her sister, Laura, had less enthusiasm in her own education - particularly when it came to trivia like this.
"And what's your point?" the fifteen year-old groused.
Laura's red braids whipped as she turned to look at her sister as they hiked toward the vlenberry fields.
"Well, wouldn't that sound weird? Going to a big city like Winnipeg, North America or Seattle, North America? Nope, I'll take good ol' Winnipeg, West Vespana, every day of the week and twice on Sundays."
"Good for you they got the names right, here," Mary said.
"Yup!" Laura agreed.
As they continued walking, Laura's eyes narrowed as she regarded her big sister. Did Mary just make fun of her? Laura hoped she didn't get that way - all uppity and such - when she turned fifteen. Just because Mary was five years older than her didn't mean she could act so snooty.
Laura wondered if getting boobs made you be like that. Both sisters wore denim overalls - practical for life on the farm. Laura wore no short underneath - not in this weather. But shortly after her fifteenth birthday, Mary began wearing a short-sleeved shirt under her overalls. It was no surprise, really. Every Wendrian girl started to develop around fifteen or sixteen. Having to wear a shirt had to be more uncomfortable at this time of year - no wonder Mary seemed grouchy.
The freckles on Laura's face danced as she grinned. She was thinking of Allison, that spoiled girl in town who was halfway between Mary and Laura in age. She had started wearing a bra and bragged at school how she was so much more mature. After a well-planned and well-executed plan Allison was abruptly relieved of her blouse and bra on the school playground and was exposed as being flat as a board - just like every thirteen year-old.
Being a merchant's daughter, Allison never wore overalls and looked down her perfect nose at the kids - particularly the girls - who did. About a year ago, a girl of eleven had come with her father on a business trip from their home in Yorkton, Anglia. The girl, Beatrice, was certainly upper class and Allison had immediately attached herself to the visitor, telling her about the "farm trash" girls in their overalls.
To Allison's horror, Beatrice was fascinated by the farm clothing. The only girls she had ever seen in pants were cloud skippers, who were often a peculiar lot. On that, Mary agreed - who in their right mind would go flitting about on those contraptions at such heights? Naturally, Laura went on a three-month binge with a fascination for cloud skipping and regaled her big sister with all kinds of facts at all hours in the bedroom they shared.
One day, Beatrice came to visit their farm and donned a pair of overalls that Mary had outgrown. She joined the sisters in climbing trees in the juga orchard to pick the fruit and ended the day in a very grimy and very satisfied state. When her father returned to retrieve her, he had been rather shocked but also amused.
A touch of sweetness on the breeze made Laura's nose twitch. Then she inhaled deeply. When she turned to Mary, her sister was grinning just as broadly as she was. Age differences forgotten, they raced toward the vlenberries with Laura's braids bouncing and Mary's free blonde locks unfurling behind her.
This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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