There Are Two Kinds of Soldiers on the Battlefield: The Quick and the Dead
We got dressed. Jessie had nothing on but a thin cotton blouse and the shortest pair of blue jeans I had ever seen. As we rode through town, she caught the eye of every male and most of the female adults we passed. Our first stop was my favorite watering hole for a light brunch island style. Most days, I like to eat before I get on the water. Water makes me hungry, and I do not have time to eat and babysit my passengers. Plus, when I am hungry, I get mean as a junkyard dog, and I tend to make poor decisions.
I must confess, dear reader, that I am not the most liberal guy around. I had lots of tormented moments watching other people ogle Jessie’s seminude body in public. Yes, Jessie is in command of her decisions a
