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![]() November 15, 2003
Making Love under the Stars
In my recent post on Bootlegging, Chelle brought back some memories of a few of the extra perks of being a hick from out in the boondocks. Making love under the stars for one thing. Country folk are a little different, and a little more free. When the closest neighbor could be two miles away and at any given point you could be surrounded by wide open fields or woods sometimes you feel like you and the one you are with are the only people in the world. If the desire hits you can act on it immediately. Making love with nature surrounding you is incredible. As Chelle states "how about some nostalgia for a clover field in bloom on a hot, august star-lit night?". Chelle knows, she's from Iowa. I'll about bet most country men and women from Iowa have even done it in the snow. Heh. Even more than once. When you are from the country any place is fair game. Now you know why all those country men really want those tough Ford trucks. They can and do go anywhere under the stars. Not that you don't stop and do it on the road there. Charles from Dustbury says his children claim Iowa stands for "Idiots out walking around". Now you know what we are up to when we are out walking around especially with a smile on our face. Comments
Considering that the mother of those two children couldn't be coaxed onto an enclosed porch, let alone outdoors under the stars, I suppose this attitude was somehow inherited. Deerstands, Baby. There EVERYWHERE!!!! And, not just for hunting, anymore...hehehehe. Posted by: Stevie at November 16, 2003 08:26 AM
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