Labels:text | screenshot | green | font OCR: Twenty Bucks She had eyes of fire and raven hair, a hardened face with out a care, features chisled out of stone. She worked her corner all alone. He was tall with locks so fair. A timid sort without a care, a blue eyed blond with muscle tone. alone with his pickup, far from home. Her boots were halfway up her thigh A bit to much for mid July. Her dress was leather, she was small like a rawhide cupie doll. His boots were leather, weather worn His jeans were denim new this morn. His shirt was flannel, almost new. It was also faded blue ..... And so it was that Lady Leather, (while scanning all the pickup trucks) and the bumpkin came together. Just him and her and twenty bucks. She sized him up and thought it funny, took his hand and took his money led him quickly up the stairs to her place of short affairs. 'Twas dark and dingy where she stayed unlike the cabin he had made in the country far from here amongst the timber and the deer. He sat and talked for several hours about the city and it's powers. About it's draw for country folk and when he finished, then she spoke She talked 'til dawn and then beyond of her youth and times now gone, She told of teasing cats with yarn and chasing chickens in the barn. It seemed so odd that Lady Leather new so much of crops and weather. yet chose a life out in the rain, selling pleasure mixed with pain As she recalled those days of old He wondered why she left the fold, to walk the streets and ply the trade as thoughts of happiness begin to fade. A tale love was soon to follow of empty dreams and hearts gone hollow of a small town girl who went astray, who lives alone and loves for pay. And as he slowly rose to go he saw her eyes begin to glow. Hand in hand they left the room. Left the city and it's gloom. Left the shadows and the lights. Left those endless lonely nights. Traded shame and all it's money, for a cabin bright and sunny. And so it was she sold her heart for a simple life, a brand new start in the land of pickup trucks. Just him and her and twenty bucks. Copyright (c) Dec . 13/92 - D. T. Whittington
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