Colin Weeks was a farmer up at Woodside
Farm between Sharping St Mary and Purplemere although to all intents and purposes
it was no longer a farm because Colin weeks kept horses.
After he and his sister inherited the farm
from their father they rented out the majority of the surrounding land to
neighbouring farms which gave them a reasonable income and allowed them to
indulge their passion, which was horses.
It wasn’t a big yard but it was a busy one
as his older sister Lucy operated a riding school from the farm.
Colin was 25 years old and his life revolved around the farm and he rarely
ventured into the real world.
He had everything he needed at Woodside and what he didn’t have he
could order on the internet, well almost.
He had three permanent staff plus a number of after schoolers who
helped out with grooming and mucking out, but the hardest worker he had by far was
Poppy Garvey.
He first met her
when he caught her one night after she snuck into the stables.
He thought they had
an intruder and crept into the stable block using the torch on his phone and in
the gloomy light he thought he saw movement and then he felt a push against his
shoulder but it was only a glancing one and he was able to stand his ground and
reached out and grabbed his assailant.
“Got you” he said
rather unimaginatively as he bundled the intruder towards a stall and pinned
them there while he got a better purchase on them, there was a lot of wriggling
and during the struggle he got a whack in the face so using the weight of his
upper body he pushed them forward so the hands that they were employing to hit him
with had to be used to support themselves.
However they weren’t
done yet and alternated hands to have quick swipes at him.
It was at this
point while trying to subdue the intruder that his left hand got a handful of
plump tit, and as he held the small pliant little breast he determined his
burglar was female, and his hand lingered probably longer than it should have,
but it felt nice.
A bit of a minor adjustment
and he transferred his weight forward so he had her completely pinned and with
his right hand now free he grabbed hold of her arse and thought to himself it was
definitely a girls arse, and he thought it a rather fine example in fact and
again his hand lingered.
And it was at that
point that his head was filled with very immoral thoughts but then he snapped
out of it and slapped her buttock hard.
“Get out of here”
he said to her angrily and walked back to the house and made himself a coffee
and sat in the kitchen drinking it then about half an hour.
Later he went back
out to the stables to lock it and when he looked inside, straight in front of
him he saw a girl sitting on the floor.
She was a skinny
waif like creature, with short mousy blonde hair, in a kind of loose pixie cut,
although he suspected it was more by accident than design, and she was wearing
a baggy tee shirt and leggings.
“Didn’t you hear me
tell you to go?” he asked her
“Yes” she said
meekly
“So why are you
still here” he said directly in front of her
“Well?”
“I wanted to say
sorry” she said quietly
“What were you
doing?” he asked
“I just wanted to
look at the horses” she replied
“How old are you?”
he asked her
“17” she replied
“And what’s your
name?
“Poppy” she replied
“Where are you
from? Where are your parents?”
“I live in Abbottsford,
with my mum” Poppy said
“So what are you
doing all the way out here, and how did you get here?” he questioned
“I got a train to
Purplemere which took all of my money so I walked the rest of the way” she said
tearfully
“Have you eaten?”
he asked and she shook her head
“Come in the house”
he said “I’ll make you something”
So Colin took her in
the house and sat her in the kitchen while he made her bacon and eggs, which
she polished off in no time flat.
And then as she was
sitting drinking a hot chocolate Colin gave her the phone.
“Call your mum and
let her know you’re safe” he said
“And tell her
you’re staying here for the night”
He looked at her as
she chatted excitedly to her mum and he thought how lovely she was.
It’s true she
wasn’t stunningly beautiful but there was something about her Elfin features, a
distinct cuteness, she was a tomboy certainly, but quite sexy for all that.
When she hung up
the phone he asked
“Why horses?”
“I’ve always liked
them” she said
“Have you ever
ridden?” he asked and she shook her head
“Mum never had
spare money for riding” he explained
“Have you ever worked
with horses?” he asked
“I tried getting a
job at a stable but they either wanted small girls or experienced girls” she
replied
He looked at the
lanky gangly young girl and could see why she missed one criteria but he couldn’t
understand the other one after all how do you get experience if no one gives
you a start.
The next day as he
drove her to Abbottsford he asked
“Does your mum work?”
“Yes” she replied,
“She works really hard”
“What about you?”
“Yes, part time at
a supermarket” she said “but I leave college in three weeks so I need to go
full time”
“Do you want a full
time job?” Colin asked her
“Yes” she replied
immediately
“What do you want
to do?”
“I want to work
with horses but I’ll do whatever I have to do to help mum” she said earnestly
“So if I offered
you a job, would you be interested?” he asked
“What?” she exclaimed
“Would you be
interested in a job at the stable?”
“Oh yes” she said
excitedly “Yes I would”
“Ok, we’ll give it
a try” he said as he pulled up outside her house
“If you promise you
won’t let me down?”
“No way” she said
“Shake on it then”
he said and held out his hand and She shook his hand and looked him squarely in
the eye.
“You do realize
you’ll have to live at the farm?” he said
“Of course” she
replied
“Well talk it over
with your mum and let me know” Colin said and gave him a card with his phone
number on it.
Well she did talk
it over with her mum and she started working at the farm in May and he never regretted
taking a chance on her.
Because from the very beginning she worked every hour God sent and she sucked up knowledge like a sponge and she became invaluable to him, on every level.
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