I'm Sheridan Wesley. I'm eleven years old. I've always lived with my dad. He's the only person I've got. He loves me and I love him too. But soon our lives changed. Mine especially.


It was a sunny day in Blueville, a rural small town not far away from Tennessee. The kind of place where everyone knew everyone. My dad was one of the most popular and well-liked people of Blueville. He owned vast land and a big ranch.

I always loved working with him. I loved the farm life. I knew how to ride horses, milk cows, make butter, plant seeds and harvest crops. I was well loved by all my dad's employees and well known too by the people of the town. I was the little boy who always gave a helping hand.

The Last Laugh

I wanted to make love to Heather at that moment. I wanted it so much that it hurt. I couldn't get enough of her. No girl had given me the pleasure and satisfaction she did. She drove me crazy. No girl had made me feel like that.


I caressed my way up her thighs and into her skirt. I looked up at her beautiful eyes. She reddened. When I grabbed her round ass, she bit her lower lip and shivered a little.


I kissed her thighs. She pulled her skirt up to her waist. Carefully, I slowly removed her pantyhose.


"I would love to rip these," I kissed her thighs again, "But what would people say if they see you leaving my office without them?"


She smiled down at me and I smiled back.


I completely removed them, then her shoes. She slowly pushed me back against the couch. I looked at her.


With a sexy smirk on her lips, she straddled me, her thighs on each side of mine.


Chapter87