The Man From The Fair,

During the summer months we spent the time with our grandparents on the farm. The farm was really an orchard about three miles from town. From right after breakfast until it was time to come in for dinner we were sent outside. We knew every hiding spot, every twist of the creek, every tree it seemed. And we knew the way to town. Not over the road, which was easy, we could get to town by going through the orchard and across the neighbor's pastures and then up the back of the hill to get to town.

In the summer there was a fair every year and we got fifty cents a piece and we would take off as soon after breakfast as we could. We took the scenic route and when we got to town we went to the fair and hung around all day. Rides were a nickel and we carried lunch with us, a piece of bread with cheese and we drank water from the spicket. We stayed until the sun was around four o'clock and then head back, across town, down the hill, across the pastures, through the orchard to the back door.

On this one day when we were heading back, after we went down the hill this man stopped us and started talking to us. He took his dick out and asked if we wanted some. It's not that I had never seen a dick before, I knew a lot about dicks by then, it's just that when you see one and the man tells you what he wants to do with you that your heart misses a beat. My brother stood there, I told him to get behind me and told the men to leave us alone. But he dropped his pants to his shoes and showed us his dick again, only this time he worked it into an erection.

He called out to me, like 'you, dolly, are you fast?', He pulled his pants up and walked to us holding his erection in his hand. "take your pants off and lay down'. I told my brother to step back and I worked my pants down and got on the ground like he said, I knew that you had to open your legs up so I did. 'You're fine' he said and he got on and he gave me what to out there in the field with my brother watching. After he got off and pulled his pants up he asked where we lived and if I wanted to be his girlfriend. He helped me up and after I got my pants up he turned me around and cleaned the dirt off my back and the grass in my hair. 'Well, how about it, you want to be my girlfriend?' I told him I couldn't, I didn't have permission and he told me that he was going to be staying around there and if I wanted more he would oblige.

We went to the fair everyday that week, we took our fifty cents, and our cheese sandwich and wen we went back we waited at the bottom of the hill for the man to come. He had found this shady place and that's where I took my pants off and was his girlfriend for that week until the fair left town. He told me wasn't going to be there because the fair was moving but he sure did like having a girlfriend and maybe the next year I could be his girlfriend again.

The fair came to town the next year, but I was older and I had to stay at the farm and do chores and my brother went to the fair, but he never saw the man or I would have snuck out to meet him. It wasn't until I got married after high school that a man stood there with his dick pointing straight at me and I knew what he was going to do to me. I pretended not to know and I pretended that I didn't know I had to open my legs and when I touched his dick a said 'oh my' and when he stuck me good I said 'OH MY'.

But the man from the fair was on my mind, but I never did tell my husband.