#20353 - I saw little of Sarah through the weekdays because my uncle kept both of us busy fixing fence, tending to the animals and other mindless chores which gave both of us time to think, and me being a teenage boy with raging hormones, I began to think about things I really shouldn’t, most of the time it was just daydreaming about the girls at my school, but it always ended up in the same spot, Sarah in a short white nighty that barley covered her and was so fitting it might as well be a bodysuit, it was an image I got from when I came into her room without knocking to say goodnight, she wasn’t doing anything but I had an imagination on me, we had always gotten on well, we would joke and mess around, she was in no way a frilly girly tea party girl, she grew up in jeans and flannelette shirts with gumboots, me on the other hand came from a city and was used to baggy clothing or my school uniform, collared shirt, tie, blazer, pants in winter, shorts in summer, the normal private school gear.
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