I was grazing happily, the warm sun in my back, my mother by my right, my friends on my left. Then I looked over at the fence, he was there again, this guy, I did't know his name, but, he was so cute, he was poop brown, the tail had a pom pom on the end and a little white patch on his head. He looked up and looked into my eyes, if cows could blush i would be beetroot... walked closer to the fence, I took a deep breath in and walked towards him. "hey, whats your name?" he asked, looking deeply into my eyes. "h-h-hi, i'm pie." i stammered.
"nice name. don't be shy! make yourself comfy. my name Jeremiah." he said.
"a-a-a-a-all right" i said. releasing a fart.
"how are you? i like a girl who can fart!" he said, winking.
"i'm good!! thanks!." i said sexyly.
I didn't know it but it was the start of a beautiful relationship. we saw each other everyday, we talked, loved, lived, laughed, farted under the stars. Jeremiah was the love of my life. one day we were chatting about things, when i looked in his beautiful brown eyes i saw he was scared. "whats wrong?" i asked.
"i just think that somthings going to happen... its been a year since my sisters, mother and ex-girlfriend disapeared, they were loaded onto a truck and i never saw them again.. i'm scared for you." he said sadly.
"ME!! don't worry! nothing will happen!" i said confidently. i have never been so wrong.
