Fields of Daisies and Clover – A Hucow Story, Parts I - VI - Sex Stories

Fields of Daisies and Clover – A Hucow Story, Parts I - VI

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The other cows heard the commotion and joined us in the barn. I don’t think we were too upset about the financial loss – we were producing about that much in an average day now that we had five cows. I think it was more a feeling of violation.

Alina called the police and a little while later a local deputy came out to take a report. He was polite and competent. He surveyed the scene and took a couple of prints, then he was sat down at the picnic table in our side yard filling out the paperwork.

“So what security do you have here?” he asked.

“Not really much,” I said. “We never gave it a thought. Who raids a barn for milk?”

“When the milk goes for over a grand a pop – a lot of people,” he said. “You folks working with a pack?”

“A pack?” I asked.

“A wolf pack. For security.”

I was about to say something stupid that would put my ignorance of all things cow on display when, thankfully, my wife jumped in.

“I didn’t know there were any wolves around here,” she said. “I thought they were predominantly out west.”

“There are wolf packs everywhere,” the deputy said. “We work with them whenever there is an issue with human livestock. Wolves are dependable, reliable, honorable, and trustworthy. Here.”

He handed me a card that was emblazoned with a logo of a howling wolf and said “Lyca Blue, Alpha She-Wolf, Pack 759, USA” with a phone number and an email address.

“Give her a holler, she and her beta wolves can help you out with security and ...

... with turning even more of a profit out of this place. From what I can see here, you guys have a lot of potential but need guidance. I’ve known Lyca since we were brats on the playground, she’s quality people.”

Once the deputy had given us the paperwork and made for his car, I turned to Alina.

“Wolves? Like four legs and howl at the moon?” I asked.

“No, silly, just slightly different people – not unlike cows and bulls. They are professionals – usually attorneys, MBAs, architects, techies, people like that - who help out others. They have a particular specialty of helping human livestock farms and other alternate-human enterprises.

“If they’re so helpful to cow farms, why am I just now hearing about them?” I asked.

Before my wife could answer, Lucy came out to where we sat and answered for her.

“Because your grandmother convinced my daughter and I – and your mother too – that we could handle this ourselves and that we didn’t need any help. Guess she was wrong. About a lot of things. Some of the businesses that I’ve heard wolves set up for cow farms are amazing...and hotter than hell. If this Lyca person is worth her salt, I think you’ll like what she comes up with.”

We had just been robbed of some pretty valuable product, so we were highly motivated to take some action right away. My wife called the alpha she-wolf on the card and while we waited for a callback, I called my mom and filled her in on what had happened.

The she-wolf called us back quickly, and ...