Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... a little self-consciously and averted her gaze only to glance back furtively, over and over.

“Th… Thank you…” Trina started but halted as she realized she didn’t know his name.

“Oh! Uh… Richard.” Rich supplied, his own voice showing some halting self-consciousness of his own.

Trina almost stumbled again when she took a step. She looked down and realized that one of her wooden shoes had gone missing. She turned around to look behind her but didn’t see it. As she turned back around Richard held out his hand holding the errant wooden clog. Trina blushed yet even more and accepted it from his hand and lifted her foot to insert it back into the shoe.

“Thank you, again, Richard.” She smiled sweetly, and her mood lightened somewhat when she saw that he blushed slightly too.

“I’ve not seen real wooden shoes in a long time. My mother had a pair that her mother had given her when she was a girl. Mom wore hers around the house in the winter.” He said a little wistfully

“Trina! Try to keep up!” Sylvia shouted from the lemonade stand, breaking the moment between Trina and Richard.

Trina smiled sweetly again and Richard nodded and they both haltingly headed back in the directions they had been going… but glancing back at one another, still smiling. Her mood soured just a little though as she saw that neither Sylvia or the other two girls had even noticed that she had stumbled or that she had met someone. With a sigh, Trina rolled her eyes and walked the rest of the ...

... way to join the girls in line. None of the four even paid much more than passing attention as the masked and caped Zorro and two gypsy girls passed them on the way towards the dance barn.

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Duke parked his truck and he and Caroline got out of their truck. She fussed a bit with his costume, tugging at the yarn on one of the patches sewn into his bibbed overalls. Duke looked down at his diminutive wife and smiled uncertainly, he wasn’t so sure about his costume. He did think she looked cute in hers though. Reaching up he tugged at his floppy hat with the brown yarn hair leaking between his head and the headband. He shook his head in resignation, but put on a happy face.

It wouldn’t have mattered if he smiled or not, however, as Caroline had drawn or painted one on his face along with the big cherry red apples of his cheeks. They did, in fact, match her own however, as they were a matched set. Raggedy Anne, and Andy. Her bright yellow yarn wig with pigtails on either side of her head set off the patchwork bright red and white checkered dress with the billowy skirt that fell to her knees. They may not win the costume contest, but they were certain to get a mention, she was sure!

Duke offered Caroline his arm after she had made whatever adjustments she had intended to make on his costume. With a big happy smile, both painted and real, Caroline slipped her hand into his arm and they made their way to the entry gate to the fairgrounds.

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