Down on the Farm Ch 02
Every once in awhile we meet someone that seems to click with no real explanation for it. My neighbor Sofia was like that. I had disturbed her sunbathing with my ratty little riding mower, and it made her cranky. Then that silly wounded bird. We met over healing it, well, mostly it was me healing it. Women have soft spots for little creatures, it seems. Guess I do too, what the heck. But that got us together and nature took it’s course. I was a long ways from having been with a woman, no...