Chapter 86

I let them work until 6:00 today, then they left their tractors lined up, six in a row, along the turnrow.

At the house, Bailey told me I had a message to call Larry Stevens, but she couldn’t get any of us on the radio to tell me.

Haley and Deidre were staying for supper, after they showered and dressed in t-shirts and some of my girls’ panties.

I was sitting in my office, dressed in my pajama pants after I showered.

“Josey, I’ll call Daddy and see what he wanted, if you want me to.”

“If you don’t think he’ll mind a farmer calling after work, go ahead.”

“He won’t mind if you call. Daddy and Mom both really like you – their two daughters think you’re so damn handsome and smart too.”

“One of his daughters could get her butt spanked, if she’s not careful.”

She was laughing when she called her daddy.

I was sitting in my chair and she was sitting across my legs, before she scooted back to settle on my lap with my cock pushing up between buttocks.

“Daddy, Deidre here. I’m still at Josey’s. Haley and I are going to eat supper with them before we come home. He missed your call earlier, and he wanted me to call and ask you about it.”

“Yes, he’s right here.

She put her hand over the phone, turned to kiss my lips, then wiggle her butt before she stood, pulled her panties down and showed me her naked butt.

“Josey?”

“Hey, Larry. We were busy today and we plowed until 6:00. Those five-row middle-busters really do the job, ripping the old beds on this sandy-loam ground.”

“That’s one reason I called. I wanted to know if you’d be interested in using a six-row, disc-hipper on some of your cotton beds. We just got our hands on four of these new implements, and from what I’ve seen, they will take the place of the conventional middle-buster on fresh disked ground, or re-bedding your rows just before planting.”

“OH YEAH? Hey, I’d love to try one out. We’re about ready to plant corn and grain sorghum, and we have our spray tank mounted on a new tractor, ready to start spraying atrazine on the beds behind the planter.”

“We have two more of your 830 tractors here on the yard, and the last four of your 730s. If you want us to, we’ll mount two of these John Blue disc-hippers on your 830s and deliver them early tomorrow, as soon as we open.”

“Larry, you know these new implements better than me, if you think they will work on that two sections we have behind the levee, where we’re about to plant corn and grain sorghum - bring them on out. We’ve got that thirteen hundred acres worked-up like a garden plot already.”

“You’re going to love these new plows, Josey. They will incorporate you’re chemicals on your beds as you make your rows. They work similar to the Lilliston Rolling Cultivators I was telling you about, only these plows use disk blades to pull the loose dirt up and build a row.”

“How many do you have? And how many can you get your hands on?”

“We have four now, but I may be able to locate you a couple more, if they haven’t sold them by the time I call.”

“I want them. Now, I remember seeing them advertised in a farm magazine, and just hearing you tell about them, I know they must be better than a middle-buster, putting up new rows - since we have to harrow the rows twice before we plant.”

“There’ll be no no flakes of dirt, or clods at all, in the soil types you have out there. You pull these plows through the field at least five to six miles per hour.”

“Bring them out. I want the four you have, plus the other two, if you can get your hands on them. I just closed the deal on the Lunsford Farm today and that’s another six hundred and forty acres of cotton, plus six hundred and forty of corn and/or grain sorghum combined.”

“You’ll be proud of these plows, and they’re made by John Blue Manufacturing - so you know they’re built tough.”

“I hope you’ll come out and see what we did with these five-row middle-busters and six of your 830s today. You may want to take some pictures of these tractors working on the Montague Farm tomorrow.”

“I’ll be there early. Let me speak to Deidre again before we hang up.”

“Daddy?”

“Hon, I just wanted to tell you, your Mom said y’all could spend the night, if you’ll come by here before school and at least get some clean panties.”

“OH WOW. Tell Mom I love her ... Uh, Daddy?”

“Yes?”

“We want to spend the night Friday night too, so we can work all day Saturday with Calleen, Shirelle, Lisette, Merci, and all the other girls at Josey’s house.”

“Your Mom is listening, and nodding. She said she’ll see y’all early tomorrow morning. Love you - tell Haley we love her. Bye.”

“Josey, I love sitting on your lap like this. I feel your cock getting hard and I’d love to have it in my pussy.”

“If you keep teasing me with you’re sexy ass, you’ll get it shoved all the way inside your pussy.”

“One day, I would love to take your cock in my pussy as I sit on you naked like this, while I’m talking to Mom on the phone.”

“Really? Why?”

“Mom thinks you’re so handsome and so damn Macho. I would love to tell her that I feel your cum shooting deep in my pussy.”

“You’re so mean.”

“No, I’m so ready to take your cock in my pussy, so you can make me your woman.”

“You have college to think of, you better stop that talk.”

“We’ll go to college, then we want Jillian to give us flying lessons, so we can learn to fly your planes - like her, Josh and Jan.”

“Let’s go eat before I pull your panties down and give you more than you want.”

“It belongs to you, Josey. You can have my pussy any day or night, any time you want me. Stand up and let me see your hard-on. You feel like you have a hammer in your pajamas.

“OH HELL YEAH. I would love to suck your cock and take you’re come in my throat.”

“Soon, Baby ... Soon.”

After supper, Calleen, Lisette, and Shirelle came to my office wearing t-shirts and panties. They were dressed for bed - and they wanted their own room.

Lisette sat on my lap and told me, “Josey, we have two more bedrooms, and we would like to have one of them as our own room, when we stay here. We’re looking forward to staying with Kellie and Stella this spring as we plow the fields and plant cotton, but we want to stay close to you, when we’re not driving tractors.”

“Is there a reason for this, other than our bed getting crowded upstairs?”

Calleen told me, “Josey, we want Haley and Deidre to sleep with us when they stay here. Then, when we stay with Kellie and Stella, we want to sleep with all of them in their master bedroom.”

Shirelle added, “Josey, we want you to come to our room tonight, before you go to bed.”

“You girls go in there and get ready for bed, I’ll be in there soon. We need to get up early tomorrow and get in the fields. I have a feeling you five girls have a motive for wanting me to come tuck you in?”

Deidre told me, “Josey, we have all agreed, we will sleep naked together, from now on, each time we get together like this. This is all new to Haley and me, and we’re eager to learn how to love our new friends.”

Haley said, “And Josey, all of us want to be together when time comes for you to take our virginity.”

“You girls make me want to sleep with you tonight, but we’re going to do this right. My Caparelli sisters will be first, and my Stevens sisters will be there when it happens. All I ask is, love your friends and keep quiet about what we do together - and we’ll have fun, no matter how many nights I sleep in your bed.”

Each of them hugged me, and after a pat on their sexy butts, they were off to bed. I was ready to turn the light off in my office when Ashley, Alisha, and Beth came into my office and sat in three chairs facing me.

Alisha told me, “Josey, we want to help you on the farm too, but none of us are sure we can drive a tractor. Is there anything we can do that will help get your fields ready and your crops planted?”

“Sure there is, and I’m glad you girls want to help. I’m sure you’ve seen all the Jeeps we have now, and just so three sexy youngest girls don’t feel left out, I want you to know - each of you have a Jeep waiting at the airport hangar. Our CB Radios are supposed to be delivered tomorrow. As soon as Rondo and Chuck can get them installed in a Jeep for each of you, I’ll have you pulling a sixteen foot utility trailer to the fields, stacked full of seed.”

Beth leaped out of her chair and ran around to sit on my lap.

“Josey, do you mean - each of us will have a Jeep?”

“You sure will and each of you’ll have a CB Radio in your Jeep.”

The next morning, everyone was up early. As soon as we had eaten breakfast, Haley and Deidre were getting ready for school. My Caparelli sisters were leaving with Rondo, so he could take them to the field where Chuck, Deidre and Haley had quit plowing yesterday.

I was just about to walk out the door, when their dad called.

“Josey, we have two of the disk-hippers mounted on your tractors and I’ll be escorting them out there, since they’re so wide.”

“That’s great. If you will, have them take the tractors all the way to the levee and we’ll meet you there.”

I picked up the mike and called Chuck.

“Josey to Chuck.”

“Go ahead Josey.”

“Where are you now?”

“Lizbeth and I are just leaving the house.”

“I want you and Lizbeth to drive over to the levee, and wait for me there. We have two new tractors headed this way - with some new style three-point hitch, row-plows mounted on the back. I’m heading that way now, and we’ll try them out on the two sections where we’re going to plant corn and grain sorghum.”

“10-4”

Chuck Grassley is the most experienced farmhand I have, including me. As soon as he looked the disk-hippers over, he was ready to start. His tractor was on the turn-row, pointing north, about as close to the half-way mark of the field as he can get, when he turned to Lizbeth, and told her, “Let me get a hundred feet or so ahead of you, then you line up the very center of your tractor hood, with the mark I leave for you. As soon as you let your plows down and start toward the other end behind me, lower the marker on your right. When you get to the other end - you turn right, and follow that mark back, lowering your marker on the left side as you do.

“I’ll turn left when I get to the other end, and we’ll bed these rows from the center of the field outward, toward both sides.”

She told him, “I got you. I see what you’re talking about now.”

Larry was sitting in my pickup with me, as his men waited for him beside his truck. I drove out onto the smooth ground and watched the hippers make perfect rows by pulling the loose soil up with the cupped disk blades angled to throw the dirt into six, long straight rows behind each tractor.

I told Larry, “They won’t be in this field by dinner, the way they’re going. Already, I love these new disk-hipper row-plows. I can tell, once we get over into the sandy-loam cotton ground, we’ll make even better rows.”

“I knew you’d like them. You’ll need these two and the other four I have for you.”

“Did you call about the other two you were telling me about?”

“Yes, and we have our equipment delivery truck on the way to Clarksdale to pick them up. He’ll bring them directly to your farm headquarters on the Donavan Farm, and use one of your tractor’s three-point hitch, to set them off.

“Josey, I know you haven’t planted the first cottonseed yet, but have you thought about cotton-pickers at all?”

“I’ve only looked at the farm magazine ads so far. The last time I was at your dealership, I didn’t see any on the yard.”