Dennison and McClure's

Daisy Mae Dennison

Daisy Mae worked her way toward the McClure barn with a chuckle. She sure showed Kitty! And they said she didn't have a thought in her purty head but she proved em wrong. She sure was clever to pretend to go along with what Kitty said and then arrange to meet Dwayne in the barn. Kitty would never catch on. She would be too happy with the fact that Daisy had agreed with her. Oh, she was such a clever girl.

She was so much into congratulating herself that she forgot exactly where she was going and for what reason and blithly skipped by the barn and designated meeting on into the woods soon getting caught up in watching the wildlife and not paying a thought to the fact that Dwayne might be waiting for her with growing impatience, even forgetting that she had 'outfoxed' her cousin Kitty and, pretty soon, ending up lost and not even realizing that she was.
 
Scott Dennison

I look up at Bobby as she cleanse the roof I smirk at her comment. I say well at least I golem cot before you have to go back and bathe agene these time you wont sacrum away you’ll killum after cleannen that slop up. I chuckle watching her work ebmiring her figger. I finish up with the last fish and I put it in an ice field cooler to keep them fresh for cooking later. I lean agenst the porch rail cochin Bobby work on the roof with an obvious look of disgust on her face.

When she finely gets off of the roof I quickly walk across the creak and up to there porch I grab the grill up and I carry it back to where it belongs. I set it up next to are porch getting it reedy for making lunch. I then go back to my set on the porch and I sit watching the enemy’s house looking for Bobby.
 
Cin

Being yanked and drug faster than I was used to Martin moving was a little awkward, but I did keep right up with him. Grinning thinking to myself, About damned time. Men were so dense at times. I shoulda just pounced on him in the begining and saved myself all this work. Besides work was for the birds.
He jumped into the cot with ease, yanking me up and into the cot. I landed rather awkward on his chest and he just grinned up at me.
"Learn to get in better.. Thanks Martin.. I will make note of that." Smiling down at him, My hands braced on his chest, I glanced down. Still in my underwear, and he didn't find it a little odd? Smiling, I spread my thighs a little and straddled his body, not moving off of him.
"This looks real comphy Martin.. A nice secluded place to nap." My voice was sultry and husky. I laid down against his chest, resting my head in the crook of his neck, breathing into his ear a little. I kept my voice soft and purring when I asked, "Would you mind so much If I just lay right here Martin? I dont want to fall out and hurt my bottom on that hard ground down there.." My hands wormed their way up and down his bared chest, tracing each little indent and curve with my fingertips.
"Now that I think about it.. my bottom sure is cold Martin.. Would you cover it for me?"
 
Kitty Dennison

She came outta that dere house and looked around a bit. "Scott! You quit yur damn ooglin' them nasty enema's acrost that dere crick and git sum danged grub a'cookin'!" She whapped him upside da head wit her hand and marched aroun' dere house. "Daisy Mae where are ya girl?!" She lookeded left and den right and den up in da trees. Never know where dat girl got ofta with her silly purdy ways and all that non-sense..
"Scott! you dun seen Daisy Mae anuawheres?" He yelled back some stupid crapola she just couldna understand if'n she wanted ta. "Oh never mind.. yur too busy chokin yur pud at there twit acrost ma stream!"
She stomped over and down the crick, towards them's enema's bern. "Daisy Mae! Where are ya hidin'!? You best not be frat-tern-izin' with them there slobs acrost ma stream!!" She heard nuthin from Daisy, "oh hell... She's dun got larst a'gin.. Gol-dernit!"
hikin' her narra little arse up da hill and into them creepy like woods she kept a'whailin fer Daisy Mae.
 
Billy Bob got the milk inside, looking disheartened when he found out there'd be no food today. The smoke bomb had made all the food taste lousy, so breakfast was ruined. At least the milk was finally here.
"So nice of Daisy Mae to help with your chores."
Billy simply smiled, "Ain't she a trooper."
He stepped outside, going into the forest. He wanted to check his traps for the morning. From a distance he heard Kitty shouting for Daisy. Oh boy, would the woman ever give her mouth a rest.
"Kitty!" he called, "KITTY!"
He moved over to her, skipping over one of his traps. Oh, there she was.
"Listen," he lied, "Ma sent her down to the store to get some things, she shouldn't be back until the afternoon. Best not waste your voice."
He leaned down, getting one of the traps out. Abadger had woefully wandered through it, and died during the night. Glassy eyes stared back at him, blood seeping from the caught leg.
He wet his lips with his tongue, hungrily. Mmmm, lunch.
Getting the carcass, and resetting the trap, he put it inside his sack.
"Don't you still have laundry to do? I heard ma yelling, she's getting pretty upset."
 
Dwayne McClure

He made his way in da barn, lookin' all 'round. Not a soul ta be seen. He sighed, laying hi'self down in a bi ol' pile a hay. He waited a minute er two, then closed his eyes. "Prob'ly tain't even gonna show up. Dern Dennisons. I swears, dis here is turnin' out ta be a damn ug-li day."

He settled himself down in that there hay. He slowly started driftin' off ta sleep, when he heard all this hollering and hooting by dem Dennisons. "Aww, dammit. Now I know she ain't acomin'. Fuck."

Getting up, he brushed the hay off hi'self and wandered outta da barn. Leaning against da barn's side, he looked around. "Where's a good willin' women when ya be needin' one?"
 
Kitty Dennison

Kitty stopp'd in her trecks. "She's gone ta da sto'? oh, 'aight." She rubbed her hands up and down her jean covered thigh, a ponderin' why daisy would up and go wander a bit wit out tellin' 'er?
"Yeah? Ma's a whailin' huh? Well.. yew go and warsh them damn cloth's.. Ima takin' a bureak fur a few..'sides.. all yue doin' is ooglin' da dernt pigs.." She strutted her ass over to a shady tree and parked her kiester down. Smilin' she leaned on back and thunked up some ways to git even wit dat twit Bobby Sue..
 
Martin McClure

"A'yup, no ones knows I's har when I wants ta nap. Makes for a better nap cause Bobby Sue kin find all sorts a stuff fer ya ta do if'n she finds ya." Martin said a pleased smile on his face at her complement. He looked at her kind of funny when she talked though and said,"Cin, you don gone and caut a cold or sumpin? Yer voice sure do sound kinda funny."

He shook his head and stuck a finger in his ear as she breathed in it. Didn't she know he could hear well enough she didn't need to go talkin directly into it? Wasn't like he was deef like grandad and needed no ear piece just to hear the dinner bell when he was right under it.

His face lit up as she asked if he minded her laying there and to cover up her cold bottom. "Course! Thats it! Ya been doin too much wash like the way ya shewed me. Gettin that wet wiff nothin but yur undertings on ain't such a good thing. I'm sure ma will shew ya the proper way ta do them. She's a real trooper ya know."

Grabbing one of the tater sacks that he had piled under the hammock in case he ever needed them and which, unfortunately, still had dirt and tater leavings in it, he slapped it down on her cold buttocks and smiled widely. "Thar ya go, cousin. I have these under har in case I get cold myself. They ain't so bad onst ya get past the smell. Ya really need ta get out of them thar wet undertings tho. They ain't doin ya no good like thet."
 
Cin

Sighing heavily, I knew now why he was still a virgin.. Damned fool didn't know a come on when it was on his face. "No Martin, I dont have a cold.." Ready to move off of him and walk away, he slapped this stinkin' sack of shit, gawd only knew what it was, right on my back. Cursing under my breath and wiggled til it fell off. "I dont need no damned tato's sack Martin!" Moving to the side of him to sit up. Perhaps he was right? take off those wet clothes. He would probably just ask if I want a freakin umbrella to keep me warm. Men. Sighing, I stood up. Stripping outta my bra and panties, I stood watching him watch me strip. A grin came over my face and a naughty twinkle came into my eye.
"Well Martin.. I am told the best way to get warm.. Is to have another bare body against your own.. Creates heat. And you do know I finished schoolin' and I know what I am talkin' about. So, scoot over and help keep me warm just a little while longer?" Smiling I crawled back into the hammock with him, this time tuggin' down his overall's in the process.
"Promise, It wont hurt ya none at all.."
 
"Yeah," he sighed, picking another animal out of the trap. All he has done all day was oodle over his beloved, sure.
"Listen," he pushed her aside, just a little bit, coming up with a stiff dead coon. It went inches by her face.
"You can't just yell at everyone to get their chores done all morning, and then not do anything yourself. If you take breaks, then everyone else can too. I swear, if you ran the world, it only last about a week before everyone'd quit."
He moved past her, getting to another trap. Oh, one of the McClure's chickens. Well, wasn't that something. He put it in with the rest, knowing full well they'd be plenty of good eating tonight.
Well, finally done with his things for the day, except for evening feeding, he decided it was best to drop off the vittles and maybe relax for a bit.
"I'll talk to you later Kitty," he said, passing her, hoping full well that he didn't.
 
Martin McClure

Martin's eyes opened wide as Cin stripped out of the last things she had between her and creation. His mouth dropped open and his eyes latched onto her very firm, very curvy form. He scooted over very quickly when her "bare nekkid" form slid in next to his own and his eyes almost popped out as she tugged down on his overalls.

"Wall, if'n yur schoolin don taut ya that I guess it's o'k. Seems like a good whiskey wuld do more ta warmin ya up but I only finished tha furth grade and only cause pa thought havin a smart chil would make them Dennison's jel'us."

Feeling her body next to his he did have to admit that it was almost as good as the feeling of moonshine burning down your gullet as you shoot at Dennisons in the moonlight. Not as exciting but the same kind of warmth spread all over his body as she snuggled up to him.
 
Daisy Mae Dennison

Daisy Mae had found a clearing with the purtiest wildflowers you ever could imagine and was busy picking and weaving them into her hair when she thought she heard Kitty's voice in the distance. Wrinkling her brow (until she remembered how unsightly wrinkles were) she wondered what had gotten into her cousin. You would think that pickin wildflowers was a crime or something.

Getting up and walking back towards where she thought she heard Kitty's voice she soon found herself on the otherside of the McClure barn and right smack dab in the middle of enemy territory. But that is not what occured to her, what she saw was Dwayne McClure standing against the barn and looking for all the world like he had eaten something that disagreed with him. Well, she could fix that.

Putting on her most winning smile she sashayed up to him and gave him a wink. "Why, Dwayne!" She said in her most charming voice,"What yew doin? Holdin up that ther barn? Don look like no job for no gent'man lik yew. Sure yew could fin sompun else t'do that was more interestin."
 
Dwayne McClure

Dwayne turned at the sound of the voice, and rolled his eyes as he sighed. One of these days he was going to get out of this two-bit huddle o' barns and make his ways back down ta New O'leans. Find hi'self a woman wit' some brains rattling about her purty little head and try his damned to stay on her good side. As near as he could figure, that was the best life someone like him could get.

"Well, iffen it tain't ol' Daisy Mae Dennison. No, I'm not doin' cousim Martins 'work'. A while ago I was waiting for you, but I see thar tain't much uppin dat head o' yers ta complicate yer good looks. But, tarnation, I don't have time fer Hell ta freeze o'er Daisy Mae, so unless ya act'ally plan ta do some'in', I think I'll keep holdin' dis 'ere barn up. So ya best decide real quick if yer gonna talk er act."
 
Daisy Mae

Daisy Mae looked at Dwayne with a very puzzled expression. She thought she had a feeling she should be insulted if only she could figure out everything he had just said.

"Yew sound upset at sompin, Dwayne." She said her hands on her hips and her eyes expressing her lack of understanding,"Don know what don flew inta yer ear taday but Ah don like the voice yer talkin ta me in. If'n yew want companies Ah don mind holdin up tha barn wit yew but ya don have ta snap at me just cause yew been harped at by that shrew Bobby Sue fer most of ta day."

She drew a pout on her lips and made sure that her face had a very hurt look on it while she glanced at him from under her eyelids watching to see what he would say next and hoping it would be something she could understand.
 
Dwayne McClure

Dwayne shook his head with a sigh. He wasn't too smart, but even he could put a few people around here to shame. "Daisy Mae, iffen ya could, ya'd fergit ta breathe. Seems ta me we've been through this all before, and it ended wit' me waitin' in dis 'ere barn for you ta shows up, and all I gits is da wind. And when ya do come around, ya can't even remember ya was supposed ta be here. Daisy Mae, we're nice and purty, but iffen ya keep wanderin' off when yer supposed ta be meetin' peoples, yer never gonna get the chance to spread those nice little legs a yers."

He shifted, trying to ease the erection that had been trying to build itself up in his pants all day. Naked women wanderin' around, flirtin' with an airhead,....Hell, iffen these weren't dailly occurences, he'd have a permanent uncomfortability in his pants. He sighed, lookin' around. It tweren't worth tha bother. None a it was.
 
Daisy Mae Dennison

Daisy Mae lost the pout and looked at Dwayne with wide eyes. "Ah kent imagine Ah would fergit ta meet a handsome feller like yew, Dwayne. Still, if'n Ah held yew up Ah'm rite sorry fer causin yew troubles."

She sighed and moved close to Dwayne. "How kin Ah make it up ta yew? Jus name it, hon. Ah don like ta think Ah don nothin to cause yew cansarnation." Moving closer to him, her hip brushed against the bulge in her pants though her face did not indicate that it was anything but accidental.
 
Kitty Dennison

She let Billy walk off, giving him a very nasty look. Why is it all these whinin' little shits thought she was alwaus yellin' and alwaus bossin' everyone around? If she didna know any better she'd swear he was one of them dere wussy McClure's.
Shakin' her head, she gathered up some fire wood and started placin' it by the back door. She had a mind ta have Billy's little pig fer supper, teach him to get rude wit her.

She gathered up a good size pile a' fire wood and then set out ta hunt fer some quail fer supper. That would hit the spot rather nicely. If'n Ma didn't cook it that is..

Walkin' back to the house she grabbed the huntin' rifle and the .22 for dem birds. "come on Rufus.. ya lazzy mut.. let's go git some food fer supper.." she called the dog and off they trecked inta the woods. Silently she crept along, sending Rufus up ahead some to scert the birdies out.
 
Cin

Smiling, I pressed my bottom against Martin and wiggled a little to get comfortable in the hammock.
"Well now Martin.. Wrap your arms around me a little, and help keep me warm?" His warm chest was pressed to my back and little tingles ran down my spine. He was broad, warm and I was betting perfect for what I had in mind for the afternoon. Perhaps he needed just a little more inspiration?
With that thought I rolled over to face him, smiling sweetly so he didn't know what I was up to.
"You smell rather sweet Martin.. a manly scent. I think I like it.." My hand trailed down his bare chest and over his hip, sliding inside the overall's he wore. I let my fingertips dance playfully on his bare skin, pressing my chest up against his just a little more.
"Are you comfortable Martin? I am.." I smiled a very wicked little grin. I wondered if my horns were showing?
 
Bobby Sue

I went on bout my workin, disgusted by the that there stench floatin' up frum the trash and think to myself "I oughts to wander on over ther and curl tha ol' sissyboys nose fer once. Reckon it be a might fine time fer paybacks." I giggled a bit an moseyed off that there roof.

I's had beened so dam hungry fore I started but was not now. The smell from this here bag on da groun wadn't so bad as da other. It did made it a might easier to clean up. I tied them there bags closed, once i'd cleaned up the last of the goop, and set um next to da house. They'd cum in handy later tanight.

Hidin' the shovel and ma gloves I headid on in da house to see if it was smellin' a bit better and maybe I could find sumthin' to eat. I noticed that Cin had made a right fine breakfast, but was purty damn sure it din taste all dat good with the smell a da trash that was fillin' the house. All well I reckon I jus clean up a bit and maybe I'd be hungry when I was done.

I cleared them there four plates frum the table and warshed up them there dishes and cleaned da fish Dwayne had left in the pail near da stove. Once they was all cleaned up i threwd them back in the pail and wandered in ta ma room an found ma lounge chair in it's hidin spot. Moseyin' on out side I went fer a walk and found maself a right fine hidin' spot, weres no one coulda find me. Unfoldin' that dern chair I strip down to nuttin' and settled down on it, baskin in that there sun shine. "I reckon da chores is don fer now.....I can work on a good tan." I close them there eyes a mine and just rested fer a bit.
 
Dwayne McClure

Dwayne watched her for a moment, debating in his mind the thin line he was edging across here. He knew he was going to get hi'self in trouble, that was a given. For a moment, he wondered about her trouble with short-term memory, but dismissed it in the same thought. Why should that bother him? Granted, you couldn't schedule any further meetings, since everything went in one ear and out the other, but why should that ruin the moment.

"All right, Daisy Mae, how abou' we let da ol' barn stand by itself and sees if we can't figure out how ta have some fun outta each other?"
 
Kitty Dennison

She crept through the woods, ol' Rufus wasn't much hep fer scarin' up some dern quail a'tal. Wonderin' along she spotted somthin' in the brush, looked kinda funny to her to be out in dese parts of da woods. Creepin' closer she spotted it better. Was some nude flooozy! of all tha gall. She peeked a little better and seen it was that there enema, bobby Sue.
Oooh! Idea! .. that hurt..
Turnin' about she quickly and as quietly as a rhino in a china shop made her way to DERE crick! pickin up a left bucket she seened earlier, she filled it wit slimey water and gunk. She crept back around dat dere enemy and bit back a big giggle.. Bobby Sue was alookin' all over da place fer somethin ahead.. Funny.. Kitty was behine 'er.
Liftin' dat bucket up, she gave a might toss, and all dat icky water went sailin and landed smack dab on Bobby's back.
"Oh gawd! Thats a funny un!!" She broke out in laughter at Bobby Sue's shocked expression on her face.
"Call me names will ya! ya twit!" Droppin that bucket, Kitty took off, Bobby looked like she was one of dem fire crackers about ta explode all ova da place.
She ran her ass off gettin' back to dere barn. Duckin inside She fell inta the hay laughin' her bottom off.
 
scott Dennison

I stand up stretching I look at the grill calling in to the house the fish is reedy to be cooked. I walk off to the wood to see if their was any wear I can get some sleep with out kitty bothering me. I walk in to the woods avoiding kitty’s voice not wonting to hear her nag me about not working.

As I walk I com across a clearing I smile thinking that should be perfect for a nice nap away form that nagging cozen of mine. I look up thinking no that’s just no fear she fond it already. I walk in to the clearing I freeze seeing Bobby sitting up with gunk all over her I bust out laughing I say looks like you’ll need that bath agene after all bobby.
 
Kitty Dennison

She glanced around the barn was sure quiet this time o'day. Good. She could relax herself a bit 'fore them nasty McClure's started all dere hubb bub again.
"Billy...? ya in 'ere?" She didn't hear nuttin'. She walked on ova to da hug metal tub like thing dey had in 'ere and stripped down. It was hot and hummid and she needed ta relax some. Best place in dere propurty. She slipped her nekkid arse inta that dere tub and sighed. A huge grin breakin' ova her face.
"Finally.. no on 'ere to bug may with stuff.." She leaned back and closed her eyes, Gigglin' with the picture in 'er head of Bobby Sue squealin' at her covered in mucky water...
 
Bobby Sue

I woked up at sum point and rolled maself on or to tan that dere back a mine. Thins was so quiet and peacful like fer a while, the sun beat down on ma body warnin' it right fine. Suddenly I heard a rukus, breakin' up the silence. I was lookin' round to see what it was but couldna find nuttin.

I settled maself back in and thought bout sum plans to get back at dem dern Dennison's. Sum right fine idear's started formin' in that brain a mine when I heard sumthin', ma eyes narrowin' I looked yonder. Garsh dernit sumthin was bout to happen I just knowed it, but what......

Aright cold serge of gunk hit my back and the dern shit splattered all or the place. I bolted up in that dere chair, hearin' Kitty's loud mouth behin me, runnin' off fast as she coulda.

"Git back 'ere, ya lilly-liver chicken.....of all the durty rottin thins....I's be gettin' ya good fer this Kitty Dennison, merk ma words." I was hollerin' loud like as she high-tailed her kiester outta ere. Dere was a laughin' comin' from anudder direction and I turned a bit in ma seat to find thatdern sissy-boy Dennison chucklin' it up. I picked up ma britches and threwed them at 'im, snakin' right in da mug wit 'em.

"Laugh it up good chuckle head, I be gettin' you to fer laughin', as well as that dadburn cousin a yers." I picked up ma dern shirt from that there restin' spot and begun's to wipe off as much a da gunk as I could. I coulda almust swore smoke was risin' from them there ears a mine when I started thinkin' up a plan to get 'er back.
 
scott Dennison

I walk up behind Bobby and I pinch her bare ass saying I can think of better things to do then fight. I smile softly at her saying like proving that you can handle what I got or are you afraid that I’ll prove you wrong as ushawil. I step in close to her pressing my body up agonist hers. I smile down at her waiting for her reaction.
 
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