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Woodstock: The Summer of Love / Chapter 4: The Vikingthis story is part of the FanClub (fm:one-on-one, 5452 words) [4/9] show all parts

Author: Fluffy_Kat Picture in profile
Added: May 02 2019Views / Reads: 667 / 445 [67%]Part vote: 9.62 (8 votes)
This is the 4th in the 9 part series about Joy's experiences during the summer of love. This chapter takes place at the infamous Woodstock music festival that was held in mid-August 1969. It was a time of great music, great times, and great sex!
 


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Chapter 4: Woodstock Day 1 - The Viking

Thursday - August 14, 1969

He thought she was topless. She had her back to him while she looked around at the artist's booth across from his. She was with two girlfriends. Her long brown hair fell just short of her waist, tumbling over her shoulders and down her back in shimmering waves. There was a strip of bare golden tan flesh just above the waistband of her blue jeans which sat snuggly on her hips. When she turned slightly he couldn't make out any evidence of a top.

He was staring so long and so intently, he almost sliced off a hunk of his thumb while whittling. He was sitting in a folding lawn chair manning his booth. A green awning hung off the side of the converted school bus camper, a threadbare rug on the ground beneath it to flatten the long grass. Makeshift tables made of plywood and saw horses bordered the perimeter of the rug and were covered in colorful Mexican serape blankets. A woodworker by trade, he was selling carved wooden statues, turned candle holders, incense holders, carved wooden containers (great for hiding one's stash), and carved wooden beads his girlfriend strung onto leather cords.

The tall beauty turned around and he was disappointed to see she wasn't topless. She wore a crocheted halter top, the shade of brown just ...

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