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Tracey's Fetish
(David Monroe)

Tracey Poller had been away from her small hometown for a long time...not as long as she would have preferred, but much too long as far as her family and old friends there saw it. The simple small-town girl who had grown up on the outskirts of Boone, Iowa, just northwest of Des Moines had fled what she had seen as a dead-end life for herself as an adolescent way back when. The small farm her folks ran was sere and peaceful enough, for sure, and despite the growing trends of mega-farm corporations trying to gobble up every small, independent operation in sight, her Mom and Dad had managed to operate the acreage just as it had been run for several generations of Pollers.

It was a mostly agricultural setup for corn, wheat, and some alfalfa but it was the small population of farm animals her father had kept around that was the only thing that had made her days as a young girl tolerable. She had never had even a slight degree of interest in staying in Boone once she was old enough to escape, unlike her three male siblings who had been destined to take over the family business once her father grew too old to manage on his own. Brandon, Matthew, and Philip had no aspirations for education beyond high school as they were all primed to work on the family farm following graduation.

But Tracey had other ideas. The mere thought of living out her days in Boone flipping burgers at Jimmy's Hamburger Haven, or stocking shelves at one of the nearby big-box stores, or as a clerk over at the Food Palace made her ill. And it was with this in mind that she did everything in her power to set herself on a path that would extend far beyond Boone. She pushed herself academically and low and behold she was awarded a scholarship as a high school senior to attend the University of Iowa over in Iowa City. Granted it was not the big lights and non-stop excitement that Tracey had dreamed of from an early age, but the 2-hour distance from Boone was a start she supposed.