Jenny finished her beer and set the bottle on the bar before she turned to him, grinning. She crossed her long legs and leaned over provocatively, allowing him to see clearly down her low-cut blouse. "Cash, grass, or ass, baby. Nobody rides for free," she shot back.
Samuel burst into laughter, a little shocked by her candor. "Well, I'm kinda broke, and I don't smoke, but I'm sure we can negotiate a deal somehow," he said through his laughter.
"That sounds like a plan!" Jenny said as she grabbed her pocketbook and stepped down from the bar-stool. "Let's get you home before your sister gets worried."
Together they walked out into the parking lot. Samuel stopped when Jenny approached a small pickup truck.
"A truck-driving girl, eh?" he asked
"Oh, hell, yeah!" she answered. "You got a pro
