Thread: A family that stays together. (Futa Fanatic, and Malin)

Inside the house the kitchen had fallen to Kyle for the day. The youngest of the boys, he was the son of the family, and for some reason it was his turn to cook. It wasn't that he was bad at it, rather he knew how to make food for a large group, but it also left him rather alone. He could see his elder sister working the field, from the window, and his eyes lingered on her for a few moments before a timer went off and he quickly returned to making a hot lunch for when the family got together for their first break. Managing the kitchen was a full time job in their ranch, by the time lunch was ready to serve they would all be starving, and then the kitchen had to be cleaned, and dinner had to be prepped, and of course it starts early with breakfast. The thing that helped was that they were mostly self sufficient. They had a green house attached to the house for the personal vegetables, and the only thing they really bought was meat, as they didn't slaughter animals, it was a ranch not a full fledged farm. Electricity was generated in part by the city, but with the back up being an old gas generator, underground irragatoin systems were put in a long time ago, though really some of the stuff this far out in the country was prone to failiure and one could never know for sure if something would continue working or die in some way. Terry's truck pulled up into view, as he drove along the dirt roads that their farm used, Getting out of the truck he let out a small sigh. He had gone into the city leaving before the sun was even up, so that he could do the days deliveries. They didn't produce as much eggs as an egg farm, but there were a few bakeries they supplied with fresh product, and one or two farmers markets they went too once they had a good crop of vegetable. As today was the first day of real farm work they all seemed to have the roll that needed filling. Getting out of the truck he dropped down a few feet to the ground, and handed off the envelope and reciete of money for todays order of eggs, and then got ready to grab a shovel. Walking around back towards Kim he gave her a small smile and a nod as he picked up the shovel and started to work on tilling the land along side Kim. and how is our favorite city girl today? He said happily to see his niece back in the ranch. He understood that she was one of the more focused when it came to their little family as she was the one who went off to a proper boarding school, and spent most of her time away from the family, but it didn't stop him from poking fun at her when he could. Giving her a broad smile, Terry had her fathers green eyes, but his hair was slightly more blond, and while he shared many of the features of a rancher, the broad shoulders, and the workers tan, he was actually more or less the family accountant. Part of his job was to make sure that the income of the ranch was steady, and that they could afford all of the little improvements that Mark kept dreaming up. He was also the one who managed the buisness partners, a job he would have handed off to Kim if she had stayed, as she was the other person of driving age. Kyle preferred horse back to actually driving. Mark walked towards the chicken coop, after he had finished his glass of coffee. Walking up towards it he started taking notes of several things, mostly the measurements of the current coop. He frowned thinking if and how he wanted to actually expand the coop, he knew he wanted to house more chickens, but it already looked like they were packed in there at night. The simple answer was extending it, but in that case he needed building supplies to add the extension, or worse the option of contracting it. Either it was not going to be easy. Emily? He called in after his daughter. He had been the one to take Kim's virginity so many years back, but he wondered then if that meant he should be the first with Emily as well. Did Terry Or Kyle have their eyes on her? Well obviously they did, but it had been a week, and to his knoledge no one had enducted her yet. Either way there would be time for that conversation at lunch first was work. How many chicks are we going to need to replace this year? He asked, knowing that breeding was going to keep them busy most of the time. With eggs it was an interesting development because they could just save a days harvest and get maybe 10-20 new chicks in only a month or two, selling off the ones they didn't need, but as the old saying goes, don't count the eggs before they hatch. Still it was important they got the number on how many had died since the last time they had counted them.