I walked up the driveway, hoping the dam dog would not bark at me. I went around the house and the dogs was chained outside, which is something that s...he never does, unless someone is there that the dogs doesn’t like and barks at them. Things were starting to smell funny to me, even the dog did not bark, as he was glad to see me, almost like he has been outside for along time. I petted his head and scratched his ears to calm him down, so he would not make any noise.I open the back door and let. By the time she came to the hamlet she was close to collapse, her head spinning. To her relief, there was a well in the square next to the village green. A couple of young men were standing beside it as she approached.With a pang of fear, she saw the lascivious way these two young bucks were looking at her. She knew how beautiful and desirable she still was, even in her present dishevelled and dusty state. With the strength draining out of her and no hope of fighting off an attack, she feared. The bullet didn't come out, but it must have made one hell of a mess on the inside.The noise of the shot caused a lot of guns to be drawn, and the bartender called out, "WHAT'S GOIN' ON, OVER THERE?"Bob answered, "THIS STUPID GALOOT WOULDN'T LEAVE MY WIFE ALONE AFTER SHE POLITELY ASKED HIM TA BACK OFF!"The bartender waved his hand in acknowledgment, and that was the end of it. The swamper came over to clean up, and Bob asked, "Who was that galoot, anyway?"The swamper answered, "That was 'Penny'. She wore a skirt although it was cold outside. She was also the type of a girl I liked: nice figure, slim long legs, girlish face with beautiful brown eyes, her hair matching them as it cascaded down her back. She had a smile that melt me away. As we both were new to the class, we had been put together. Thanks to the old kind of dancing I could at least hold her hand, or touch her body while dancing. I had never been the kind of guy who asked a girl right away to go out with him. Forget about.