He looked fit in his golf shirt and slacks. He had dark brown hair and brown eyes. ‘I see that your glass is empty. May I buy you another glass of ...ine? Would you care to join us? The man asked. ‘That would be very nice. I would like to join you for a drink,’ Peggy accepted. Peggy walked over to the couples table and introduced herself. Peggy learned that the couple’s names were Mathilda and Marcel. Peggy liked the woman’s name Mathilda especially the way Mathilda pronounced it with her French. " "What do call a girl like me, a small cute girl that likes girls?" "I don't know." "Why don't we make up a word? What do you think about me?" "Well, you are the sweetest, cutest girl I've ever met. Maybe you should be a baby doll lesbian." "I love it. That's my name. Hina means doll in Japanese." The girls smiled at each other with genuine affection. Amanda gently wiped away a tear from the corner of Hina's eye and stroked her long black hair. Eyes locked they moved their lips towards. One actually paled. Brad backed up a little, knowing the look. Bad things were coming. “Get off your horse, now!”“You wouldn’t kill a wounded man, would you?” I laughed, causing the man speaking to worry.“If he don’t get off that hoss, I’m letting my brother cut loose with that scattergun. It won’t just be him dying in the dust today. Now’s a good time to make a choice.”They all backed up, leaving the loudmouth all by his lonesome. “I’m giving you a chance, asshole. She didn’t hit your shootin’. The mood was crushed, but I was determined. After dealing with the officer and deciding to lead a slightly shaky young woman back to the car and civilization, I had another idea. I took her back into the city and meandered through street light bright neighborhoods until I found an inconspicuous dark dead end. Our hearts had calmed and our confidence was somewhat restored. I managed to get her back onto the subject of sex and we spoke at naughty length about everything. I began to tease her.