As the others split off, you decide to spend a bit more time walking around the farm. It's hard to think that just a day ago you were some city bastard that'd be hating every bloke from the country. But now you're a true redneck, and damn proud of it. Happy to be in your farm, working hard in the day and even harder at night. Having your cousin's there for any need that might arise, and being mighty close to all the other Fletcher's here.
Your trip around the property is also packed with plenty of eyecandy. Fellow cousins you'll be happy to meet and greet over drinks and sex. Probably others that were broken into the family by Jed or any of the other horny bastards here. You let out a chuckle, wondering if maybe even Jed was once a city slicker instead of a true redneck.
But you eventually reach the end of your farm. Seeing the road ahead of you, leading off into the city where you once lived. You're glad you're far out, able to actually see the stars in the sky instead of the lights of the streets. Taking in your environment, interrupted by a car driving from up the road. Some bright red well polished vehicle that makes you audibly groan, a rich bugger coming to interrupt you. Though not like that's all bad, your cock already starting to rise to an erect state as you think of what you'll do to this guy. How you'll introduce him to a nice life on the farm as one of your fellow family.
The car is parked on a patch of dirt as you walk up to greet the driver. Surprised for a moment as you see a eighteen year old man step out of the drivers seat. Clean shaven and short haired, dressed in clean jeans, a buttoned shirt and matching vest. You recognise him, one of your old friends 'Andrew'. He was your senior by a year, a friend of yours that would help you cheat on the tests and bribe anyone that got suspicious. Though it's hard to think of him as a friend anymore. Just looking at his rich clothing and general presentation turns you off, and gets your brain running with so many ideas.
"Hey. Farm fuck. My friend was last seen around this place. You know where he went?"
You can't help but grin as Andrew speaks, him taking that as a challenge.
"What's so fucking funny? Didn't pass English in your school? Hah, probably dropped out, didn't you?"
He crosses his arms and pulls out his phone.
"Tell me if you saw him or not. Otherwise I'm calling the cops and saying you kidnapped him."
You can't help but let out a quiet laugh. Stepping forward to make your move.