Mail for the Rancher
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Last published Sat, Aug 19, 2023
-Girl 30,school teacher, ready to settle down and start a family, loves her kindergarten class but that's not her own babies and all her friends have gotten married and raising babies so she decided a to join a mail order bride listing.
A few weeks go by and she Receives an email from the company saying she's been matched to a man, he's 34, 4th generation cattle (farmer) in Colorado close to the Wyoming /Nebraska border. He's feeling pressure from family to start a family of his own to pass the family legacy on to, and to be honest he's ready to have a wife and children.
She decides to look into the area and They have a few schools in the area where she could possibly transfer. She reply's to the matchmaker telling her she's in. When does she leave?
34 male, he has a kink that no woman he's ever met has been willing to fulfill. Maybe he's spent too much time on the ranch but there's just something about tying a woman up that makes him harder than stones in the Rockies. He makes the occasional trip to a club out in Vegas because anything goes in Vegas. Maybe he can talk a bride into the type of play he's looking for and can cut those trips out because none of those skinny girls have been meeting the goal for what he's looking for. He wants a girl he can hold on to and not worry about breaking her.
After making the trip west and meeting the most handsome man she's ever met she feels like the luckiest girl in the world. Just hopes he doesn't mind that she's a big gal.
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