Your farmer girlfriend's had a hard day in the field. But she comes back home, hot and sweaty and lays right down in your lap. Time for rambling and cuddles and gentle wholesome kisses.
Coming! Oh, baby. Thank you.
Oh. Mm. Mm.
Mm. Mm. Mm.
Mm. Mm. Mm.
Mm. Mm. Mm.
Ah. Ah. Always.
Always thirsty girly. Good. We got the fence up.
The chickens are back in the coop. The tractor's, eh, but will he say he'll take you to the tower tomorrow? Ugh.
Nah, he doesn't mind. His daddy owns a shop. Yeah, well, I might have given him some of her biscuits.
Well, you can't get something for nothing. Mm. Mm.
How do you make such good lemonade? Mm. Mm.
Mm-hmm. Nectar from the gods. Ah.
Let me rub my sweaty self all over you. Mm. Ah.
Your lady's done a hard day of labor. Let her lay on you. Mm.
Now it's your duty to be a pillow. Mm. Mm.
Mm-hmm. Ah. Porches are great.
It's like I'm outside, uh-huh. No, I'm not. Heh.
Mm. Well, I'm just tired. Well, I'm not sunburned.
I'm fine. No. I wore a hat.
Ah. I'm not seven, you know. And who's been working on a farm since they were born, hmm? Mm.
Mm. What did you make me? Ah.
You just told me you've been slaving in the kitchen. What did you make? Ah.
Tell me I'm impatient. I'm hungry. I'm a big girl.
All big girls need big feets. Come on, tell me. Ah.
You did not. You have not. Ah.
With the gravy. Ah. And the cornbread.
Ah. And the mac with the cheese and the crispy topping that makes me want to spasm with joy. Oh.
Oh, baby, you are every cowgirl's dream. Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. Mm.
Mm. My little butter cookie. Mm.
What can I say? Any man that slaves away in the kitchen and calls me in for supper? I miss.
Well, let's just pray there's no wandering chefs in the fields. Ah. There's Cobbler, too.
Is it peach? Oh, Lord, have mercy. My ovaries are about to pop.
Ah. Mm-hmm. Mm.
Mm. Mm. Mm.
You're very good. You are very, very, very, very, very good. Mm.
Mm. Oh, I don't know about anyone else, but the weight on my legs is through my stomach. I hate stomach art.
Whatever. Oh, baby, keep the Cobbler coming and you can have both. Mm.
Mm. Well, my mama did say butter's the best lubricant. Though I think she was talking about pants and doorknobs, so.
.. But, you know, modern-day application and all. That's me, baby.
Wholesome background, filthy mind. Mm-hmm. And filthy body.
Quite literally. I need a shower. I'm covered in dirt and God knows what else.
Farm work's not for the tidy. Which begs the question, why do we have such a pretty house? Well, I'm always caked in dirt.
You're always covered in batter. We're letting the vibe down. I'm kidding.
I just think it's funny. Cottagecore aesthetic with the barnyard living. Hey, I like it.
Mm-hmm. Might even go as far to say I love it. Cause I don't.
Mm. Mm. Almost as much as I love your cooking.
Hey! You said you wanted honesty. You did.
When we met, you were like, I just really value honest, clear communication. I mean, that is just so hot, so. ..
You're welcome. I'm fulfilling your fantasy. Well, not a problem.
Hahahaha. No, I'm being honest. When whoever made you, made you, they gave you the gift of the frying pan.
And I wouldn't change it for anything. Mm-mm. Mm-mm-mm.
Mm. Hm. Now, if I could just summon the strength to leave your lap.
Mm. Five more minutes. Mm.
Mm. Mm. Mm.
Mm. Mm. Mm.
You know what I realized the other day? You've never been on my tractor. No, you haven't.
No, not once. Well, maybe you've come and brought me lunch, watched me in the field, but. ..
we've never been for a ride. Hm. Wanna cross it off your bucket list? Mm.
Come on. I'll give you the ride of your life. Hahahaha.
It's almost like I only have one tractor. Oh, wait, I don't. This is a farm.
Pfft. Sigh. Come on, we haven't had a date night in a while.
What do you say? Well, it's affordable, I know what I'm doing, and. ..
we could even do unspeakable things. Mm-hmm. Right there in front of the gear stick.
There's no point living in the middle of nowhere if we can't be freaky. Consensually freaky, of course. Eh, well, hedonism never hurt nobody.
Well, at least not too badly. Is that a. ..
Oh, baby, is that a. .. Is that a.
.. Oh, baby, that's the best idea you've ever had. Mm.
See, I knew I could mine rain. Mm, I've got the girl. Mm, very good.
Well, I can do it right now if you want. Well. ..
Right now you're thinking. .. Baby, wait right there and I'll bring dinner out here on the porch.
You don't move a muscle. It doesn't matter that you smell like a swineherd. I love you as you are.
No? Mm. Let me try again.
Um. .. Baby, go take a shower and I'll see you in the living room for the best peach cobbler you ever put in your mouth.
I told you I've got the gift. The gift of knowing how to subtly seduce your boyfriend into setting the table. I'm going, I'm going.
You think we got any hot water left? Pray for me. Or at least stuff me with hot food afterwards.
Mm. .. Yeah, I don't know how.
.. She goes. Thank you for the lemonade.
I love you. I'm gonna go make myself not sticky. I might even put on a pretty dress.
Well, I've been a tough farmer all day. Making me pretty after hours. I'm going.