takes a long swig from the bottle she holds in her hand and steps closer to the man, lowering the bottle from her lips she expresses her interest in me as i walk towards the steps, he's a handsum hunk of a man. I seem to have gotten lost in your beautiful surroundings, I answer. He stand their looking down at me, taking a deep hard puff of his pipe. Hes dressed in a hillbille atire, straw hat, dirty torn white teashert , bib overhauls and a large pot belly. I'm wearing a