Destiny Blackwood never thought she'd end up on her uncle's farm for the summer. At eighteen, fresh out of high school and craving city life, the last thing she wanted was dirt roads and mooing cows. At first she was pissed, because her parents didn't want her to be "unsupervised" for the summer vacation. She had begged them that she was responsible to be at home by herself, and telling them how "Jenny" parents let her stay at home, "why can't she?"
Her father then asked her, "Do you live there," with an attitude she replied no.
Uncle James is my dad's younger half-brother. They have the same dad but different mom's. At 35 he was in top shape. He stood at six foot two inches tall. Broad shoulders that framed his six pack abs. He was in the Marines so he always kept the crew cut and built. He was the definition of order.
Unlike me, I'm mischievous, devilish and I dare to test the limits.
Uncle James never married or had any kids. How odd she thought, because he was very handsome.
The morning came for me to go to my uncle's farm. My mom had knocked on my door telling me to be ready in thirty minutes because my flight was in two hours. I needed to release the build-up that was between my legs. I broke up with my boyfriend Sam, over three months ago because he was cheating on me with the school slut.