Title:She Thinks
Author: Jami Lynn
Chapter: 1
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the wrestlers used in this story, 'cause if I
did, I'd be busy with them right now *grin*. Jenn owns herself. And Kenny
Chesney owns the song. And the address to the stories is at the bottom of
this email. And don't bother suing me...all you'd get is a half eaten ham
sandwich and a bag of chips from 2 years ago. Distribution: Ask me if you
can use it, more than likely I will say yes.
Rating: So far, it's a PG-13
Content: Nothing bad as of yet, probably won't be anything to bad
either....maybe some cussing.
Spoilers: Um...anything can happen and I'm just writing as I go, so I don't
know yet *L*.
Summary: It's pretty much a story that I wrote to see if Jenn would really
come all the way up here and kick my ass like she threatened =)
Feedback: I need feedback like I need air! So give it to me, babee! I have
been suffocating lately....so please, send in the feedback.
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Brock wiped the sweat that was beading up on his forehead as he worked
underneath the hot summer sun. He was on break from the WWE for two weeks
and had decided to help his parents out with their farm.
He glanced over to the edge of the field and noticed his girlfriend Jenn
stumbling towards him over the freshly plowed field, a picnic basket in her
arms.
He had to laugh as she neared him. This was definately not her element.
She was a city girl through and through, and he knew that she was astonished
by the country life. She pretended to hate it, but he sometimes though that
maybe she was just afraid of the change it would require.
***
Plowing these field in the hot summer sun
Over by the gate, lordy here she comes
With a basket full of chicken and a big cold jug of sweet tea
I make a little room and she climbs on up
Open up the throttle and stir a little dust
Just look at her face, she ain't foolin' me.
***
Once Jenn reached him, he held out a hand to help her up onto the tractor.
Even though she continually complained that she hated tractors, and farming,
he found it funny that she usually found an excuse to climb up on his
tractor.
Even now, he could tell she was trying to hold back a smile as the tractor
plodded along. She placed a kiss on his shoulder, her eyes noticing a
slight tan line forming where his sleevless shirt protected part of his
body.
***
She thinks my tractor's sexy
It really turns her on
She's always staring at me
While I'm chugging along
She likes the way it's pullin' as we're tillin' up the land
She's even kind of crazy 'bout my farmers tan
She's the only one who really understands what gets me
She thinks my tractors sexy.
***
She sat up beside him on the tractor for the rest of the day , until the
bright sun was replaced by dark shadows. When Brock finally pulled in into
the barn, she followed him up into the loft.
"You know, this farm life might not be ALL that bad." She relented. Brock
raised an eyebrow at her, not saying a word. "I mean, someday, maybe when we
have kids. It might be nice to have a place like this." Jenn continued, her
eyes glazing over.
***
We ride back and forth until we run out of light
Take it to the barn put it up for the night
Climb up in the loft sit and talk with the radio on
She said she's got a dream and I asked what it is
She wants a little farm and a yard full of kids
One more teeny weeny ride before I take her home
She thinks my tractor's sexy
It really turns her on
She's always staring at me
While I'm chuggin along
She likes the way it's pullin' while we're tillin' up the land
She's even kind of crazy 'bout my farmer's tan
She's the only one who really understands what gets me
She thinks my tractor's sexy
Well she ain't into cars or pick up trucks
But if it runs like a Deere man her eyes light up
She thinks my tractor's....
She thinks my tractor's sexy
It really turns her on
She's always staring at me
While I'm chuggin along
She likes the way it's pullin' while we're tillin' up the land
She's even kind of crazy 'bout my farmer's tan
She's the only one who really understands what gets me
She thinks my tractor's sexy
She thinks my tractor's sexy
She thinks my tractor's sexy
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