sneakfreak
05-27-2003, 5:09 PM
It's not often I can get trampled these days, though i do have a regular trampler.
A few years ago There was a danish girl working part time near by, and she boarded at my place. She was about 25, and nice looking. I took her with me one day when I went to check some cows at the rear of the farm next door, i was looking after it while the owner was away. the danish girl, I'll call her Dana, came with me, she was wearing jeans and sandals.
I told her that it might be full of thistles where we were going and the sandals wouldn't be appropriate. I offered to loan her a pair of sneakers, black low top converse that were in the boot. They belonged to a friend who had left them in my car some time back, I told her. She tried them on and they were a good fit, a bit of previous planning here, I'd checked her shoe size a few days before and picked up the shoes at a second hand shop.
She laced the sneakers up and we headed up into the farm. At the top of a hill I asked her to help me chack the water supply in this large tank. The tank was just over two meters high, and she would have to climb up on something to look in.
I told her I'd give her a leg up, and I keeled down by the tank with one leg positioned so she could stand on me.
With no hesitation she put her foot on my thigh, grapbbed my wrist with one hand to balance herself, and stood up on my leg with both feet. She checked the water level. and we headed off, I carefully left in such a way so she wouldn't see the ladder lying in the grass on the other side of the tank.
An hour or so later I lay down on a grassy hill top to rest. She wandered about admiring the view which was pretty good if you weren't used to it.
"Hey Dana, could you come here and just stand on my back for a few moments?" I asked her.
"You vant me to do vat?" she asked.
"I've got a stuffed back and all this climbing up hills is no good for it, can you just stand on the middle of my back, it helps put it back in," I told her, and I indicated the small of my back with one hand as I lay on my stomach.
Again with no hesitatation she stepped right onto my back with both feet, she was a skier back home so I guess it giave her good balance because she had no trouble standing there. Unfortunately she didn't move around, but her feet felt so soft even through the sneaker soles it was great.
"If somvon comes dey vill think dis is funny," She said.
We'll just tell them you wanted to get up a bit higher to get a better view," I replied. She laughed at that.
After a few minutes i asked her to hop off, she hadn't moved at all, which was a pity. But she trampled me quite a few times in the next six months before she went back to Denmark.
A few years ago There was a danish girl working part time near by, and she boarded at my place. She was about 25, and nice looking. I took her with me one day when I went to check some cows at the rear of the farm next door, i was looking after it while the owner was away. the danish girl, I'll call her Dana, came with me, she was wearing jeans and sandals.
I told her that it might be full of thistles where we were going and the sandals wouldn't be appropriate. I offered to loan her a pair of sneakers, black low top converse that were in the boot. They belonged to a friend who had left them in my car some time back, I told her. She tried them on and they were a good fit, a bit of previous planning here, I'd checked her shoe size a few days before and picked up the shoes at a second hand shop.
She laced the sneakers up and we headed up into the farm. At the top of a hill I asked her to help me chack the water supply in this large tank. The tank was just over two meters high, and she would have to climb up on something to look in.
I told her I'd give her a leg up, and I keeled down by the tank with one leg positioned so she could stand on me.
With no hesitation she put her foot on my thigh, grapbbed my wrist with one hand to balance herself, and stood up on my leg with both feet. She checked the water level. and we headed off, I carefully left in such a way so she wouldn't see the ladder lying in the grass on the other side of the tank.
An hour or so later I lay down on a grassy hill top to rest. She wandered about admiring the view which was pretty good if you weren't used to it.
"Hey Dana, could you come here and just stand on my back for a few moments?" I asked her.
"You vant me to do vat?" she asked.
"I've got a stuffed back and all this climbing up hills is no good for it, can you just stand on the middle of my back, it helps put it back in," I told her, and I indicated the small of my back with one hand as I lay on my stomach.
Again with no hesitatation she stepped right onto my back with both feet, she was a skier back home so I guess it giave her good balance because she had no trouble standing there. Unfortunately she didn't move around, but her feet felt so soft even through the sneaker soles it was great.
"If somvon comes dey vill think dis is funny," She said.
We'll just tell them you wanted to get up a bit higher to get a better view," I replied. She laughed at that.
After a few minutes i asked her to hop off, she hadn't moved at all, which was a pity. But she trampled me quite a few times in the next six months before she went back to Denmark.