She had one last comment, “You did not mind my naughty language? Especially from a sweet little Spanish girl.”
I gave her a quick hug, “You can talk dirty to me any time you like, Nadia, I won’t mind at all.”
She grinned at me slyly, “We could do it again, tonight at the back of the bar if you would like to.”
The bell rang on my fishing rod. “Shit! I’ve got a fish, and I ran like hell.
Twenty minutes later and I had landed a twelve and a half kilo carp, my record.
What a day!
The end.