Farming Stories

We lived in the countryside. The nearest village was more than fifty kilometers away. The family consists of my parents, Mary, Averell, my three brothers William, Jack and Joe and me, the youngest Jeanne. My brothers are all older than me and they were often very unpleasant when I was still a young teenager.

A boy genius decides it would be good to be king. He sets about making it so. While he is an ABSOLUTE monarch, he is not a sadist. In fact, his favorite activity is helping pretty girls reach orgasm. He applies his scientific mind to making his kingdom a good place to live. NOTE: This story is not about zoophilia. It is a tongue-in-cheek reference to using Animal Husbandry techniques to breed a better human.

A brother and sister were caught in a storm on the mountain.

What would make a sophisticated, well-educated American man in his early thirties take a job running coffee and cinnamon plantations in rural East Timor for a Portuguese export house? It couldn't be because the age of consent for teenage boys there is fourteen, could it?

Sometimes one bad decision ruins a person's whole life.

Rajeev lives in Gujarat with his mother and lovely sister Nehal. One fine day Nehal becomes unruly and bratty and his mother must discipline her on their rural farm. This story is told from the perspective of someone who is not a native English Speaker.

The setting is Zimbabwe in the mid 1980s, when the whites are being pushed out by a new black ruling class and the land is still lawless, the police more lawless than the rest. A Shona tribe police chief in central Zimbabwe wants fourteen-year-old European boys. The Whitfelds, trying to hold onto their dairy outside Gweru, have a fourteen-year-old blond foster boy, one who already is tasting sex from black men and craves more. The Whitfelds's answer to being able to stay on is an obvious one.