Chapter 4: The Seed Lady

Maria---Dr. Rico and his wife Vale, were sitting outside in front of the hut with Marcus and me. The men were smoking their cigars when Connie walked up.

“We were not expecting you until late if at all. What happened?”

“The girls were beautiful. The dinner was delicious but then I found out what they wanted. They just need a stud. They want kids and for some reason they picked me. I declined their offer.”

We all wanted more information so Connie, who never smoked before in his life, asked for a cigar. I lit it for him and after a fit of coughing he told us everything. Even the stunned look on the girl’s faces as he politely declined their offer.

The men finished their cigars, then we went inside. I did understand Connie’s position. We are all from big Italian families. We had strong father figures and that’s what Connie wanted in life. Not his kids being raised without him. He was right.

That night I asked Marcus what he thought. He said he felt the same way. Then I asked if he thought he would make a good father. When he said yes, I told him I thought he would make a great father.

Three weeks later I needed more seeds. Marcus and I were busy handling the transplanting, so I asked Connie to fly to the capital the next morning. I gave him a list and directions to the store. He was gone three days!

Connie---The date last month with the lesbians had not helped with my problem. Now it has been over four months! I have second guessed myself a lot over the past few weeks. Especially late at night when I am alone in my bed squeezing my cock. Those two would have been a lot of fun.

When Maria asked me to go to the seed store I jumped at the chance. I had not been off the ranch since the day we arrived!

I flew down to the capital on a morning flight and a car with an O’Malley driver picked me up. I showed him the address of the store and in about 30 minutes we arrived at what looked like a farm store back in the states.

I really wanted to check and see if they could order seed from Europe for me. You know, seed for an ingredient in the ‘special sauce’.

As I opened the door and walked in, I noticed the smell. A mixture of leather from the saddles and tack they had at the front of the store, the sweet smell of feed stacked along one side and the smell and sounds of the baby chicks on the other side.

A man came up and asked how he could help me. That’s what I think he said, my Spanish is still a bit sketchy, and he had the accent of a ‘campesino’. I told him I wanted seeds. He motioned me to the back of the store. There I found a counter and behind it was a wall of seeds in cans. I was trying to remember the names in Spanish when this very pretty girl exited the door from behind the counter and in perfect English asked if she could help.

With her help I found exactly what Maria needed. This girl was not wearing a ring.

“Would you like to go to lunch with me?” I saw an opportunity here, so I took it. She accepted!

I gathered up all the seeds I purchased, and she found two cardboard boxes for me. My driver (bodyguard actually) helped me put them in the trunk and we left for a nearby restaurant. We had a nice meal of grilled chicken and I found out a lot about Theresa. She told me she was 25 (same as me!) and lived with her mom and dad close to here. She did not get into the city that much but liked to go to the movies. I told her where I would be staying in the city and she said she always wanted to stay there, it looked so elegant.

I did ask about where she learned her English and she said over the inter-net. I told her how pretty her accent sounded. She touched my hand and thanked me for being so kind.

I asked about the seeds. Dr. Cortes and I were interested in obtaining. She said she could order them for me, but they would be expensive. Back at the store I looked through offerings on the internet and found what I wanted. I placed an order then asked her if she wanted to go to supper and a movie with me that night. She accepted and she told me she would meet me at the hotel at 7 pm.

I left thinking this could work out well for me. I dropped the seeds off at the airport and told the pilot they were for Maria. Then went to the hotel.

All afternoon I thought about Theresa. She was pretty, not beautiful but just the type of girl you could take home to momma. Know what I mean?

I was waiting in the lobby when she walked in the front door. She was dressed nice, not overly sexy but still nice.

We had dinner with wine then after an expresso I asked if she knew where the movie theater was and what was showing.

She reached across the table and took my hand, “Let’s skip the movie and go to your room. It’s been a long time for me.”

Wow that was quick! I figured that living with her parents had stifled her love life and this was her chance to let her hair down. Know what I mean?