Anonymous Harvest Sin: Claiming Janine’s Fat Ass in the Winery

Cold autumn air bites hard. I’m at the small vineyard, picking rotten grapes on icy ground. Back killer, hands numb. Nights packed with us workers—booze, crude jokes, chasing skirts. Alexandra’s the prize, big eyes, flat ass. Me? I end up next to Janine every supper. Tiny, mousy, invisible girl. No competition. Her ass changes everything. […]