You are a very smart man!

Picture Agustin Casasola He blushed and looked at the fire. “Oh, no ma’am. If I was smart, I wouldn’t be out here, in the middle of nowhere with a mule, looking for bits of rock.”
“You are smart, Mister.” She grabbed him by the hand. “Come with me, Mister. I want to show you something very nice.”
She took him to a spring she had discovered when she was here with Juana. The water bubbled out of the ground hot and further down there were pools that mixed with cooler water. They formed a comfortable warm bath. She stripped down to her underwear; she did not want to distract the man or give him any ideas and she was not interested in anything more than a warm swim in the pool. He smiled and did the same and they were soon swimming together and soaking and Maria could tell that it was good on his old, stiff joints.
She lit a cigar for him and stuck it in his mouth then one for herself and they smoked together and soaked and tried not to fall asleep.
Maria lay back and blew smoke at the clouds and watched the smoke drift away. “Mister, someone once told me that gringos are all assholes.”
The prospector sat up to avoid choking on his smoke. He laughed out loud.
Maria continued. “But you are not an asshole at all.” Maria's Trail

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