I had this young lady working for me, she was definitely a country girl and was married to a guy who liked the outdoors. Bonnie was small breasted, an A or B, I think she rarely wore a bra, but the shirts she wore made it hard to tell. She was athletic, but came in one Monday morning looking like she had been beaten up, she had a limp, a visible bruise or two and was obviously sore. I asked her if she was alright, and she said "yeah, that damn stupid husband of mine was going too fast on the 4 wheeler down a trail and he turned it over, just lucky he didn't kill us both".
Bonnie said "look at this", she unbuttoned the top buttons of her blouse and pulled it down almost baring her nipples, she showed me a bruise on her sternum, she picked up her blouse on the side and showed me her bruised ribs. She saw I was a little embarrassed, she said "you're a married man, I ain't showing you anything you ain't seen before".
"You're worse than my daddy, he raised 6 girls and would get mad if we went skinny dipping." Bonnie was a character, a good employee and a friend, one of the people I miss from my past.
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