Literature
Retiring to the Farm - Her Livestock
(Mass TF, Various M and F to Farm Animals) Candace followed her dog at a light jog, enjoying the fresh air on her skin. There were some things you just couldn’t get in an office job: fresh air, sunlight, a reasonable work-life balance… Really, it was a wonder she hadn’t retired sooner. The reason for Andy’s insistent barking soon grew apparent: one of the fences between the livestock pens had been knocked down, and now all hell was breaking loose. Pigs were running from her billy goat, one of the llamas kept spitting at the chickens, and was that her donkey trying to mount her sheep? Old habits really must die hard. There were some days that Candace might have decided to wrangle them all with Andy’s help, ushering each animal back to its special place. But she had things to do today, so with a simple thought she froze the crowd, looking to them with a patronizing smirk. “Really, now. You might all be wondering why I called this meeting to order, but…” xXx “…I’m happy to announce that
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