Blueberry

It was a warm Sunday evening, with the sun about to set over Abbie's small but cosy countryside cottage. There she sat in the living room, with a piping hot aromatic cup of tea by the fireplace. Even though she felt as sick as a dog, she was so comfortable she was about to fall asleep, but before she could nod off she heard a rustling and clanging at her front door. Abbie yawned and stretched out of her hibernating position, and got up to walk slowly over to the entrance to investigate. A small parcel caught her eye beside the door.

The old red truck clanked to a stop and Bridgette leapt out, her boots creating a small cloud of sand. Haley smiled visibly. If there was one thing she loved more than partying with her friends, it was camping with them.

“Finally we’re here...” smiled Bridgette

“Hey it only took… three hours? But hey, what do you expect in that piece of junk?” giggled Haley.

Nic and Kim were a couple. He was a good-looking 17 guy. Not muscular nor fat, but slim and healthy. Kim was a pretty 16 girl. She was more on the bigger side, not to an unhealthy point, but she had stuff to hold. She had nice sized breasts and a nice butt as well.

“Now over here if you follow me I have something very special to show you!” Mr. Wonka proudly exclaimed, leading the tour group to a large room.  It was a busy day at the Wonka factory, as an entire high school class of about fifty was scheduled to tour the grounds.

The tour group filed into the room to discover a table, stacked high with freshly baked blueberry pies.

“Mmmm...smells delicious!” said Brittany, the senior class president.