[Sooner or later]

Originally Posted by Dixie

Parking this mussing here 'cause IDK where it belongs....

Wyatt grasped the stool and pulled. The stool, with me on it, slid to him. It stopped when our shoulders touched. I liked that. I liked that a lot. Enough that a flutter of butterflies erupted in my heart. Wyatt pushed his cowboy hat back some, leaned in, and spoke softly, "what I like most about you is your great personality." The butterflies vanished. I sat motionless, staring straight ahead. Calmly I replied,

Wyatt, you need to add that I'm pretty. Women want to hear we're pretty, not that we have personality. I didn't get all dolled up and put on a skirt that barely covers the promised land because men are attracted to personality.

Wyatt grinned and wrapped his arm about my waist. "Oh, you're pretty all right. Sexy too, but you're a spitfire, and that's what sets you apart."

- The Adventures of Bobbi Sue, Southern Belle Bound for Hell

Try as he might it took Wyatt 40 days and 40 nights to finally reach the promised land. And in reality as it was.nothing more than a sand box.