She Was So Damned Cute
They’d paid me to find oil and I’d found it for them. Now I was back in South America on my own time to see if I could find the source of that gold leeching into the river and prove a claim on it. So there I was, sitting at the bar that evening drinking luke-warm beer, and minding my own business. She walked through the open doorway and I checked her out, as every other man in the place did. She wasn’t the beauty queen slash centerfold sort. Her face had an attractiveness that was innocent,...