> work on farm many years ago > there's just a couple white guys and the rest are illegals that don't speak english  > they imported a few more as the farm expanded  > the one sexy mexican girl spoke broken english  > she had nothing good to say about the mexicans on the farm > she referred to them as our white trash > during my six years at the farm the mexicans had two fatal accidents involving equipment  she was incredible. we spoke through kisses primarily. > took her everywhere as if she was my property  probably the coolest girl i've ever spent time with. she was down for anything  > backpacking, camping, fishing, hunting, trail rides, bar hopping > home improvement, turning wrench > long walks in the woods, psychedelics  i'll never forget the day i arrived at work and she was gone.  > bossman calls in a panic, tells me i need to get in asap  > apparently claiming a ridiculous amount of dependants on your tax forms is a huge red flag > bossman told me they were loaded up like a hollywood movie > he was panicking as he wasn't sure if the farm could afford the 10k per illegal fine i'll never know what happened to her. i couldn't pronounce her name let alone spell it out if my life depended on it.  if the chance ever presented itself i'd hangout with her again.
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