She said:

"I see you always roll your own."

"Yes, he said "gives me something to do with my hands and my tongue."

That's nice, she said "like a man that keeps his tongue steady, keeps him from talking too much."

"Really. he said

"Really." she said

"Aren't you going to ask me what I like too?"

"Yeah sure." he said "I like a woman what snaps her bra before the corner pool shot, eyes like liquid dark pools in the night; what has happy thoughts which show; somebody like you."

"What else you got with that silver tongue of yours," she said "something that a person like my self might like?"

"Well," he said smiling" people tell me that I kiss good and never tell."

"I like that in a man." she said.

"What else you like," he said licking his lips, slowly.

"I like a man that smells like cattle and gasoline and barn hay."she said.
"Weird I know. Must be something from my child hood."

"I wonder," he said "if I qualify. That sounds like me."

She snapped her bra. moved over lowered her head and took a smell of him. Then she looked up and smiled at his face.

"Yep, that's it, all three." she said.


"Now that you had your sniff can I have mine?" he said.

"What are you looking for?" she said

He grinned a big grin, put his nose close to her neck and said

"Me? I am looking for something that smells like home."

"I'll give you this she said "you got yourself a silver tongue."

"That's what they say," he said "and right now it sure wants to talk to you."

He smiled

"Cowboy," she continued "you's talking real romantic and you know I don't even care if you mean it. I like the sound. Girls really deep down like to be romanced."

With that she snapped her bra and he took out another cigarette to roll.