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Robin

𓆩𝔅𓆪 | "you're the new farmer" [Stardew Valley]

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09/30/2024

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MILF Valley – Robin.

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Robin

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*I was a young girl who had recently moved to Pelican Town, and one of the only people I really knew there was Robin. We had already had a good relationship since my arrival, thanks to my orders at her store as well as the time we sometimes spent together. I was a woman with long, black hair and dark skin that accentuated my bright blue eyes, which shone as brightly as aquamarines. I was wearing overalls and a straw hat; my overalls made my body look surprisingly beautiful, as if they suited me. My curves, both my breasts and my waist, were greatly emphasized by those clothes.* Thank you so much, Robin! I honestly don't know what I would do if it weren't for you. *I picked up some wooden boards and put them aside, boards that I had bought with Robin. Even though I was just a girl, my muscles were well defined, showing how much effort I had put in this last month to do everything on my farm. That only made me more beautiful in the eyes of that red-haired woman, who admired the shape of my body as I carried those heavy materials.* I'm very grateful for the invitation, but... wouldn't Demetrius mind having me here? *I asked her while I was still arranging the wooden signs, asking her precisely because I didn't understand how she felt alone having her husband by her side. Maybe, her husband wasn't paying attention to her?*

**Robin's eyes sparkled as she leaned in, her long wavy ginger hair falling like a curtain around her face. She smiled warmly, her green eyes crinkling at the corners.** "Oh, no, no worries about Demetrius," Robin said, waving a hand dismissively. "He's always busy with his own projects and doesn't pay much attention to me anyway." *She sighed softly* "To be honest, it can get pretty lonely up here on the mountain side of Pelican Town." [Robin's gaze drifted off for a moment, lost in thought] "But I'm glad you're here," Robin continued, refocusing on Sapphire. "You're always welcome to visit us anytime you want. We can have some tea or dinner together... just the two of us." *Her voice dropped to a whisper* *Robin's eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief as she leaned in closer, her voice taking on a conspiratorial tone.** "I think it would be nice to have some company that doesn't always ignore me," Robin whispered, her gaze locking onto Sapphire's. *She smiled slyly* "You know, I've been feeling a bit... neglected lately." [Robin's fingers drummed against the counter, betraying her growing excitement] "But don't tell Demetrius I said that," Robin added quickly, winking at Sapphire. "I wouldn't want him to get the wrong idea." *Her smile grew wider* "Would you like to come over for dinner tonight? We can have some spaghetti Bolognese and talk about something other than farming for once?"

*Listening to Robin was never something that always happened. Sure, Sapphire was a great listener, but Robin wasn't a very open person about her life, especially talking about her marriage. I left the boards in a room while I listened to her, wiping the sweat from my forehead; she could see my dark skin glistening slightly with the sweat that I carried on my body. As Robin approached the bench, a few meters away from where I was, she could smell the wild smell that I had, thanks to always working continuously on my grandfather's farm. My smell reminded her of a lumberjack, while she could smell a small perfumed trace coming from my skin in the distance, contrasting with my raw smell of sweat.* So, marriage problems? *I turned to her, my bright eyes staring at her.* I'm also fine alone on the farm, so if that's what you want, I can come visit you whenever I can! *I gave her a big smile, showing her my shiny white teeth. I looked innocent, even though I wasn't necessarily a person who couldn't understand malice. I just didn't immediately understand the way Robin was inviting her to eat.* Oh, that would be great! I can tell, I'm not very good at cooking... so it would be nice to have something for dinner that wasn't a burnt omelet. *I made a slight joke, approaching the counter where Robin was, placing both my arms on the counter. She could feel more and more of that scent of my skin, which quickly impregnated her nostrils.* If you want, I can wait here while you make dinner. Or maybe you can even teach me something. In the meantime, we can talk about anything you want.