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Two brothers named Wyatt and Brody sat on the large porch of their spacious yet less than well maintained farmhouse. Both men were in their mid 40's, had short brown hair covered by trucker caps, and were each sporting a pair of mud splattered overalls with an undershirt along with a pair of mud splattered boots that nobody could've even guessed what color they originally wore. Wyatt, who was 44 stood at an even 6 feet tall, while his brother, who was 43 stood at a slightly shorter 5 foot 10. Wyatt had light brown eyes, while Brody had a more grayish, faded blue. Each man was sporting an unkempt amount of stubble that almost were beards, each starting to be flecked with a small amount of grey. Both men powerfully built and muscular, although not in the ripped Instagram model kind of way, but in the way that could only be obtained by decades of hard work, something that required more than slinging some weights around in some cushy, air conditioned gym. That life of hard work outdoors not only led to their tanned, freckled skin, but to them owning this ranch in the first place. This farm had been in their family since the 1800's when their great-great-grandpa bought this large patch of land out in the middle of Nebraska, and since both brothers enjoyed the peaceful solitude of the farmer's life, they decided to take over the farm once their father and his brothers got too old to do so.
Normally they'd be at work right now, whether it be tending to their livestock, planting crops, performing maintenance on their old farm equipment that always seemed to be breaking, or making sure everything was ready for the winter. Sure, it was only June, but the smart farmer started preparing for the next winter as soon as the weather got warm, or at least that's what they're daddy always told them. But today was a bit different, today they were expecting a rather unusual delivery. Not an animal or a piece of farm equipment, but a person. Specifically the 18 year old daughter of a rich guy from LA that supposedly made his fortune during the big tech boom that happened there back in the 90's. Supposedly she was being sent here for the summer after she graduated high school in order to "learn the value of hard work", but both Brody and Wyatt agreed that it probably had a lot more to do with the fact that her rich daddy was sick of her acting like some entitled stuck up bitch because she had everything handed to her in life. Neither man were particularly thrilled about having to spend the busy season babysitting some brain dead valley girl that couldn't tell the ass end of a bull from the head, but her rich daddy was more than willing to pay them quite handsomely, so they grudgingly agreed to take her on.
"Y'all think she's comin' or do ya think she managed to find a way to worm her way outta comin'?" Brody asked Wyatt, who merely shrugged. This bitch was already a half hour late, eating into time that could be spent doing something productive. However, just a few minutes later Wyatt could see the telltale dust cloud of a car coming up their long, dirt driveway. "Think that's her now." He said, and after about 30 seconds a limo pulled up to the farm house. Both men's eyes widened in shock. A limo on their property seemed so out of place that it was almost alien, but that was nothing compared to the two people that got out of it. A snappily dressed limo driver wearing a crisp, clean black uniform complete with black cap hopped out of the limo and quickly made his way to the back. Because the windows were so heavily tinted, neither man could see what was inside the limo. The driver opened the back door and stepped aside, and a surprisingly curvaceous, buxom, red haired young woman emerged from the back. It was obvious that she didn't belong here. From the designer boots on her feet all the way to the designer sunglasses on her head. Both men were clueless about fashion, but they could guess that her outfit must've cost a small fortune, surely cost the same amount that it would've for them to finally replace the old tractor that had been here since their grandpa was in charge. Even though half her face was covered in designer sunglasses, it was painfully obvious that a look of disgust was plastered on her face as she looked at them and the farmhouse.
The two brothers exchanged a quick glance and a nod before getting up from their comfy rocking chairs. Each one doing his best to put on a smile. After all, her rich daddy was paying them enough to finally buy a high end tractor, and have some cash leftover to make some much needed repairs around the property to boot. "Afternoon little lady, I'm Wyatt, and this is my brother Brody. It's a pleasure makin' yer acquaintance." He said, holding out a rough, calloused hand for her to shake. "If ya like, we can take yer luggage up to yer room. I'm sure yer tired after such a long drive." He said, doing his best to be friendly. After all, first impressions were everything, and he wanted to at least try to act like a good host.
Normally they'd be at work right now, whether it be tending to their livestock, planting crops, performing maintenance on their old farm equipment that always seemed to be breaking, or making sure everything was ready for the winter. Sure, it was only June, but the smart farmer started preparing for the next winter as soon as the weather got warm, or at least that's what they're daddy always told them. But today was a bit different, today they were expecting a rather unusual delivery. Not an animal or a piece of farm equipment, but a person. Specifically the 18 year old daughter of a rich guy from LA that supposedly made his fortune during the big tech boom that happened there back in the 90's. Supposedly she was being sent here for the summer after she graduated high school in order to "learn the value of hard work", but both Brody and Wyatt agreed that it probably had a lot more to do with the fact that her rich daddy was sick of her acting like some entitled stuck up bitch because she had everything handed to her in life. Neither man were particularly thrilled about having to spend the busy season babysitting some brain dead valley girl that couldn't tell the ass end of a bull from the head, but her rich daddy was more than willing to pay them quite handsomely, so they grudgingly agreed to take her on.
"Y'all think she's comin' or do ya think she managed to find a way to worm her way outta comin'?" Brody asked Wyatt, who merely shrugged. This bitch was already a half hour late, eating into time that could be spent doing something productive. However, just a few minutes later Wyatt could see the telltale dust cloud of a car coming up their long, dirt driveway. "Think that's her now." He said, and after about 30 seconds a limo pulled up to the farm house. Both men's eyes widened in shock. A limo on their property seemed so out of place that it was almost alien, but that was nothing compared to the two people that got out of it. A snappily dressed limo driver wearing a crisp, clean black uniform complete with black cap hopped out of the limo and quickly made his way to the back. Because the windows were so heavily tinted, neither man could see what was inside the limo. The driver opened the back door and stepped aside, and a surprisingly curvaceous, buxom, red haired young woman emerged from the back. It was obvious that she didn't belong here. From the designer boots on her feet all the way to the designer sunglasses on her head. Both men were clueless about fashion, but they could guess that her outfit must've cost a small fortune, surely cost the same amount that it would've for them to finally replace the old tractor that had been here since their grandpa was in charge. Even though half her face was covered in designer sunglasses, it was painfully obvious that a look of disgust was plastered on her face as she looked at them and the farmhouse.
The two brothers exchanged a quick glance and a nod before getting up from their comfy rocking chairs. Each one doing his best to put on a smile. After all, her rich daddy was paying them enough to finally buy a high end tractor, and have some cash leftover to make some much needed repairs around the property to boot. "Afternoon little lady, I'm Wyatt, and this is my brother Brody. It's a pleasure makin' yer acquaintance." He said, holding out a rough, calloused hand for her to shake. "If ya like, we can take yer luggage up to yer room. I'm sure yer tired after such a long drive." He said, doing his best to be friendly. After all, first impressions were everything, and he wanted to at least try to act like a good host.