I was surprised to see a beautiful old sports car parked at the rest stop when
I'd met a while back and ... well, let's just say we enjoyed meeting each other.
"Hey, farm boy, good to see you," he
That made me a little nervous. I squared off with him and said, "You know, we had some fun, but this is the country -- we don't talk about that stuff out here like you do in the city. We like our privacy." He has this funny little grin that just lasts a second. "Not to worry,
We didn't manage to figure out what was wrong with the engine by sundown so finally we agreed to pack it in. He'd stripped off the top half of his fancy suit by then, and said, "Let me go wash up."
I don't know how it's going to work out to have a city boy on the farm next door, but it will be interesting.