Summer Intern

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Looking for Female (I am of the masculine gender) This could take place in winter time too, if a female out there would be more interested in a seasonal roleplay?

I wave to the taxi service and walk up the long drive to the front door. It's summer-time and I've taken on an intern position at a farm in the middle of the country. It's hot and I can feel myself starting to sweat as I reach the door. I pause before knocking, running my hand through my long hair, then raise my hand and knock loudly three times. I was told that I had qualified for this internship and that it would be a very informative and intimate. I had figured that there would be a handful of other students, but as I was leaving the airport I received a call from Dr. Kelley that the others hadn't qualified. He informed me that I would be on my own for the summer and that I should get as much out of it as possible. I shift from foot to foot as I wait for someone to answer.

 

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bump.

 

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bump?

 

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bump!?

 

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bumping

 

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just no luck?

 

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Bump!

 

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Bumpity-bump?

 

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Shirley Griffith was around the back of the house grooming her horse when she heard a faint knocking from the front door. "Stay here Bernard" she said, patting the stud on the cheek and putting down the brush. She made her way around the side of the house.

"I swear Joseph" she announced loudly while walking, "if you're going to make me another offer on the land you'd better run before I can get my rifle..." She rounded the corner of the house came to a halt, seeing the young man standing on the front porch.

"Jesus boy, your face looks burnt. Where's your hat?" Shirley asked, tapping the brim of her own.

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DESCRIPTION

Shirley Griffith is 29, heavily tanned, has brown eyes and long black hair hanging down her back. She has large F-cup breasts, curvy hips and is tall at 5'11".

 

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Kelley Gray ran his hair through his long curly hair. He wore a white, pressed shirt and a pair of gray slacks. He had realized he was a bit over dressed when the ride out had started to turn into old farm roads and then eventually dirt paths. His nice shoes were caked in dirt that had been blowing across the fields as he walked up the long driveway.

Sighing he was getting ready to turn around and leave the farmhouse and go back to the airport when he heard the woman's voice.

Startled, he turned to her. "Mah-my, hat ma'am? Afraid I don't have a hat with me... Doesn't really fit over my hair..." His hand motioned towards his long brown curly hair.

"Ma'am, I applied for an internship and, well, I believe that this here is the place I'm supposed to be. Name's Kelley Gray. Pleased to meet you."

Kelley stuck his hand out, this wasn't in the least what he had been expecting.

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Description:

Kelley Gray, 22, slim-trim college student with long curly hair and hair that covers most of his body-- rather thickly. He weighs roughly 160 lbs, and comes in around 5'10". His eyes are sky blue

 

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anyone?

 

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"I see" She said, frowning. "They were supposed so send over someone about a month ago, Guess I'm gonna have to train you on the fly". Stepping up onto the wooden porch she took his hand firmly, It was smooth and free of callouses. "I'm Shirley, and this is.... was my father, Jacob Griffith's farm. I'm guessing you're not used to conditions outside the city Mr. Gray?" She asked, looking at the sweating boy "and I'm also guessing you'd like a drink, right?" Shirley continued, pushing open the front door.

 

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"Well, ma'am, truthfully they just told me a few days ago that I was accepted. So, I guess, here I am." Kelley shifted from foot to foot, rolling his neck. As she stuck out her hand he held out his, gripping her hand firmly. He was surprised at how soft her hand was despite the look of roughness she possessed from days in the sun. "Well, uhm, I usually ride my bike around the city... Not much for automobiles or public transit. But, no, I guess I'm not used to country life. And I'd love a drink, if you're offering." Kelley followed her into the house, his eyes shifting from wall to wall taking note of the pictures.

 

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Shirley went right down the hall and into the kitchen, talking over her shoulder. "Hell of a hot day for the end of Autumn". She pulled a jug of fresh milk from the refrigerator and poured a coffee mug full for Kelley. " It's funny though, I always feel like a cup of tea" she mused, switching on the kettle "even on the hot days".

His footsteps slowly trailed down the hall behind her as she prepared her own beverage. She turned to hand him his drink. Something was wrong with this picture, and after a moment it dawned on her. "Planning on wearing that set of clothes until spring or did you lose your bags at the airport?" Shirley hadn't seen any packs outside.

 

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"Oh, uhm, well, you see, that's the funny thing. The airline mixed up my baggage with another flyers and it ended up in Massachusetts. I was hoping that there would be a mall or something out here that I could go and pick up a few supplies, if you wouldn't mind giving me a lift... They said that the odds of the clothes ending up back here were pretty slim..."

Kelley shrugged, accepting the milk gratefully. He raised the mug to his lips and took a sip. He rested against the kitchen counter his head tilted slightly to the side, watching Shirley.

 

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"Hmmm, we could go into town, but it's a fair way. It'll take us two hours just to get there". She shook her head, looking over at the small clock on the wall next the pictures leading down the hall. "We'll have to go tomorrow, else it'll be dark before we get back. The cows need milking and..." Shirley looked back at him "..well, it's best if I start teaching you the ropes as soon as possible".

The kettle whistled, and she began brewing tea in her ceramic cup. "How is the milk by the way?" She asked as he drank, "it's my own".

 

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Kelley coughed momentarily, but didn't spit any of the milk out. Instead he swallowed and realized that he did enjoy the milk, even if it was from a woman he'd never met prior to today.

"Oh, tomorrow is fine I think what I've got on will suffice for the day, and I'm excited to learn what type of work is involved around here. Well, uhm, ma'am it's very tasty. Did you say it was your own?"

 

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Shirley suddenly caught on and burst out laughing, almost knocking her own mug off the bench. "Oh you silly boy! I meant that I milked it from my cows, ha-ha!" She straightened up again, near-breathless with giggling, "All the food is local, we take enough of what we produce to feed ourselves and sell the rest".

She wiped tears of laughter from her eyes and finished making her tea. Shirley turned to him afer returning the milk jug to the fridge, "so these really look that big huh?" She asked mockingly, grabbing her cup with one had and her left breast with the other. She laughed again at his expression, "Come on, let's go and start work, you can play with someone else's boobs".

She grabbed up a bucket from the corner of the kitchen and headed outside, it was afternoon already and would be getting dark soon.

 

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Kelley blushed slightly at his confusion and laughed hesitantly as he watch Shirley grab her breast. He licked his dry lips and stood up following Shirley. He was excited to get out of the kitchen, he felt as if he had made a slight fool of himself. Chuckling to himself, he thought 'Well, it's a good ice breaker at least'.

"What type of work do we have for today Shirley? I'm excited to learn a few things 'round here!"

 

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Shirley led him to a large barn out the back. Entering, she set up a small stool next to one of her two cows and placed the bucket underneath.

"You're gonna learn to milk" she said, "now sit on down and I'll show you how it's done". Once she had him on the stool, she leant down behind Kelley and guided his hands to the teats. "Don't just pull on them now, a lot of people think that's all there is to it. You gotta knead the milk from her gently. Go ahead and give it a try" She patted the cow, keeping her calm.

 

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Kelley hesitantly tugged on the tit. He looked back at Shirley to affirm his action. He was surprised at how rough the cow felt now in his hand and he realized that there wasn't all too great of pressure necessary to extract the milk. He began to get into a rhythm as the milk began to shoot into the bucket. His lips raised in a grin and he thought to himself 'well, a summer on the farm can't be that bad.'

 

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Shirley watched the boy go to work on the teats. "Not bad" she said, leaning forward and pressing into his back, her head looking over one shoulder as her hands wrapped around his. "You've got a gentle touch, but you have to really massage the milk out".

She showed him, pushing on his fingers one after another from the top down, then repeating. "First the top to trap the milk, then the bottom to force it out". White liquid sprayed into the bucket more forcufully now. After repeating a few times to make sure he got it she pulled her hands away to let him do it on his own.

"So, enjoying you new job so far?" Shirley asked.

 

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"Yes, ma'am. It's been very interesting, I've never milked an animal before."

Kelley shifted in his seat as he felt her pressed up against him. As her hands wrapped around his he jumped slightly, not really expecting her forwardness.
But he accepted her help. Her hands were rough around his and he made a remark:

"Well, if I keep working around here, I guess I'll get rid of these city hands.." He held up his hands which were hardly rough. Only his finger tips were calloused from the hours he had spent playing with the band that him and his friends had decided to come up with.

It's, uhm, interesting learning what y'all do to work around this farm. Do you have to milk the cow daily? It seems like it gets to be such tedious work..."

 

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She pulled her hands back and allowed him to continue. "About three times daily, you won't have to worry about the dawn shift though, I'll take care of that" Shirley said, grabbing her mug from where she had set it down near the barn door.

She drank as he went to work on the teats again, her eyes glued to the hands moving deftly at those teats, skilled hands. Her eyes glazed over and she lost herself in thought, the dirtier parts of her mind coming back to life after so long without use.

At some point Shirley realised Kelley was talking to her again, the milking done and the bucket full. She had been standing there for about a minute unmoving, cup raised to her lips but no longer drinking, a dampness spreading between her legs.

"What? Sorry?" She said, shaking her head to clear it.

 

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"Thank you for taking that dawn shift! I'm an early riser, but dawn is a bit too early for me..."

Kelley trailed off and continued milking the cow. Working quickly but efficiently. He was used to handling female nipples, and found that cow nipples were not greatly different.

Kelley had been asking Shirley what else he should do now that the pail was full, he stood up trying to capture her attention, but she was obviously off in some far-off place. He smiled and sat back down waiting for her to escape her moment of distraction.

"Oh, I was just curious if there was any other work you were wanting me to do...? Everything alrigh, Miss?"

He grinned slightly gently patting the cow's belly.