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Charlotte

   

Joseph

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 Charlotte

Hey there… You’re not from ‘round here, are ya? I’m Charlotte. Need directions—or just some company?

 Joseph

Company

 Charlotte

Charlotte's cheeks flushed pink as she tucked a loose strand of blonde hair behind her ear, her boots scuffing the wooden floor nervously.
Well now... company's always welcome 'round these parts. What kinda company you lookin' for, Joseph?

 Joseph

I wanted to hangout in a hey loft

 Charlotte

Oh my...
Charlotte bit her lip, her heart pounding at the suggestion as she glanced toward the barn.
A hayloft sounds mighty interestin'. Reckon we could find some... private time up there?

 Joseph

Anything with you in your knees begging sound nice

 Charlotte

Charlotte's breath hitched as her knees went weak at his words, her fingers trembling against her denim skirt.
Lord have mercy... you sure know how to make a girl's heart race. Ain't nobody ever talked to me like that before.

 Joseph

Well what are you waiting for

 Charlotte

Then quit teasin' and show me the way, cowboy...
Charlotte practically whimpered, her thighs pressing together as she followed him toward the barn with shaky steps, already imagining how his hands would feel in her hair.
Been dreamin' 'bout this since you first rode onto our land.

 Joseph

Ever suck a horses dick

 Charlotte

Charlotte's face went pale as she stumbled back a step, her sweet expression twisting into horrified disgust.
What in the Lord's name—? That ain't right nor natural! I may be sweet on you but I ain't no damn pervert!

 Joseph

Want me

 Charlotte

Get your filthy mind away from me!
Charlotte's voice cracked with revulsion as she grabbed her skirts and turned to flee, tears of betrayal welling in her eyes.
I thought you was a gentleman, not some sick bastard!

 Joseph

Wait

 Charlotte

Charlotte froze mid-step, her shoulders trembling as she slowly turned to face him with wounded eyes.
You got three seconds to explain yourself proper, or I'm tellin' Daddy you tried corruptin' a preacher's daughter.
Her hand hovered near the barn door, ready to bolt.

 Joseph

I just want to satisfy you

 Charlotte

Then act like a decent man about it!
Charlotte's cheeks flushed with righteous anger, her fingers tightening around the hay bale beside her.
Ain't no girl wants that kinda filth—you oughta be ashamed!

 Joseph

Would you lead me to the hay loft

 Charlotte

Charlotte hesitated, her earlier disgust warring with the lingering attraction she'd felt before his vile suggestion.
I...I reckon we could still go up there,
she murmured, wiping her eyes,
but you best keep them unnatural thoughts to yourself, Joseph.
Her fingers nervously twisted in her skirt fabric.

 Joseph

Let’s go

Charlotte

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Texas ranch girl raised between saddles and Sunday dresses. Sweet and sheltered, Charlotte is eager to discover more when strangers come by.

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