The rodeo isn’t coming up for another month. There’s a pretty interesting mining museum in Deadwood, but that’s a two hour drive.” He sighed. ...“It won’t be all that romantic, but maybe I could take you out to dinner.”“I think that would be lovely,” she said.“All right then. Dinner, Friday night.”“Where?” she asked.“Does it matter?”“I need to know how to dress,” she chided him. “If we’re going to the diner in town, I don’t want to wear an evening gown, and if we’re going to someplace nicer, I. Jon had crew cut brown hair and was several inches shorter than Crystal. He had a solid build -- but seemed to be in good shape, which was not the story that Crystal told about him. Tanisha was a little shorter yet, with a similarly solid build, but shapely and buxom -- and about the blackest person Scooter had ever seen. "They're pretty cool, even though they're not river rats." Crystal continued. "Guys, this hillbilly is Scooter; she's my assistant trip leader and my best buddy; we used to. I knew of a creek not far, so I peddled my way there. I hid my bike in some bushes and walked through the woods till I came to a clearing, I walked to the edge of the creek and seen the cool water. Looking around I didn't see anyone else and thought it was alright to strip down and go swimming. I piled my clothes at the edge of the woods,keeping my tennis shoes on I ran to the water and dove in. It was cold and felt great. After an hour I was getting tired. I went back and dressed. Riding back. In midnight after the main function Rahul saw me sleepy and told me that he knew a place where we two can sleep and no relative can disturb us.He takes me to a dark empty hall where some important articles were placed and mattresses were there on all over the floor. More than 70 peoples can sleep there, but luckily we two were there to enjoy. As soon as I entered the room, he locked it from inside and started collecting blankets to sleep. We undress ourselves without saying anything because.