Farm Girls Get It, We Adopt The Position

I'm the poster child of the wholesome farm girl. I grew up in Saskatchewan, in a farming community. I never met a boy I wanted to go out with. I followed my Mom and went to McGill in Montreal, her home town before being dragged off to a farm. At McGill I experimented with lesbian experimenters, but truthfully none of them are lesbians either. I met Joel who told me to adopt the positions and fucked me as the bitch snd told me he was the man in the relationship, I was the bitch and go along with the pogram.

Like a programed submissive I adapted quickly to cooking and cleaning, adopting the position. I told him, I'm a farm girl, I'm not from the city, if he wanted me I'd be home in Saskatchewan, come and get me. He married me, told me to get with the program, I have two sons now. He runs his business remotely, has an office in Regina. I'm on a farm, a gentleman's farm, raising my boys in the country. I love my home, my community. I would never be that girl I was for a while in Montreal.

I understand what my mother gave up, but also what she got in return. I don't pretend to tell others that the farm girl is for them. But it is for me, and my boys, living close to Mom and Dad snd my two sisters. My husband spends his days with his nose in his business. That's ok with me as long he can support me. I'm the bitch, when it's about sex and my role in the marriage. I was born to it. Like a lock and key, I'm the lock and he's the key in our marriage.