Hit by a Farm: How I learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Barn fiction This class is scheduled by

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Hit by a Farm: How I learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Barn fiction This class is scheduled byFarms have fences. People have boundaries. Mine began crumbling the day I knelt behind a male sheep, reached between his legs, and squeezed his testicles. This took place one blustery November day when I joined other shepherd wannabees for a class on the basics of raising sheep. I was there with my partner Melissa, the woman I'd lived with for twelve years, because we were going to start a farm . When self confessed "urban bookworm" Catherine Friend's