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the sticks.
    At least out there your biggest worry is a rattler, or losing your footin' and fallin' in the creek, but this is the big bad world and well I juss ain't takin' any chances.
    Oh sweet Jaysus, he's a tall un. He's all wet from the rain and it's pouring hard enough to fill hell with the great flood, and that boy just swaggers like he's fresh in from the rodeo, all wide shoulders and long legs.
    He nods to me, giving me a chaw chewing grin, “Howdy ma'am. You be needing a hand here?”
    Oh sweet Jaysus this boy is fine. He's got eyes that sparkle  and ya just wanna melt. He's a charmin' son of a gun that's without a doubt.
    Nodding, I feel like a damn fool hiding behind the door with the Colt in mah hand. Surely an evil man would look it, ya know? He wouldn't be this tall and heartbreaking, surely?
    Smiling, I say all friendly like, “I'm such a ditz! I thought I could get the wheel off but it's done stuck. And I can hardly see a damn thang it's so dark, and the rain's just making it so slippery I can't get a grip.... and oh my lord I must look a mess!”
    Unzipping his jacket, he holds it out to me, offering me his free hand, “It's awful nice to meecha, I'm Jo.”
    Where are my manners! Momma would just tan my hide for bein' so rude.
    “ Sherry. Sherry Archer. It's wunnerful ta make your acquaintance, Jo. I was just fixin' ta get a call out fer help.”
    “ If you could just hold this, I'll get that wheel changed.”
    Taking his jacket, I almost twist my wrist it's so heavy. When he lets it go I almost drop the thing. Hefting it up I hook it over my shoulder, following him back around, “Do I need ta get mah phone so ya'll have a light ta see?”
    “ Nah, I should be fine. My brother will be coming this way any moment and I'll just get him to help if I need it.”
    “ This is a real bad toad choker, ain't it?” I say ta make conversation.
    “ Yes ma'am, it sure is.”
    He bends down, the rain making his black leather pants stick to those long lean legs with bulging thighs, and straight away the rain goes right on through his white tee, and oh my gosh he's just enough to make a girl need a drink and a double helpin' of mud pie.
    Wiping under my eyes, I probably look like I got mah makeup done by ole Alice Cooper ya know. I must look a tawdry mess.
    Oh, so that's how you do it. He stuck that wedgey thing under the car and hooks that metal thing in and starts spinning it around, making it go up in like a diamond shape. He makes it all look so darn easy, and it's not. I know it's not!
    Smiling at me, his arms all flexing and slicked, the muscles hopping all over and being totally distracting, he says while he's spinning that thing, “You have to be careful where you put the jack. There's a beam running under the car...”
    He holds his hand up to me, “C'mere, let me show you.”
    Holding to the paintwork on the door, I sit back on my heels, really wishing I wasn't wearing a skirt now. But a lady should look like a lady, I think anyhow.
    Nodding, I nearly squeak when his hot hand grabs mine and he makes me touch the filthy underside of the car.
    “ Feel that hard bump there?”
    I nod, my dirty mind immediately thinking about hard bumps. Ya'll can't blame me for thinking such things cos this boy is just covered in hard muscle. The wet tee isn't helping me think about the bake sale. I'm thinking that my oh my this boy is dang fine!
    “ You want to rest the jack on that ridge. If you put it too deep in you'll end up denting the floor of the car.”
    “ Oh honey, I doubt I could it do it on my own anyhow. I couldn't even get that heavy thing up.”
    He gives me the naughtiest grin I ever saw on anyone, letting me take my hand back.
    Still smiling, he says in a deep drawl, “Don't try undo the nuts with the car up.”
    I nod, knowing how bad this is sounding. I don't mean ta be thinking such dirty thoughts, it must be the rain messing with my brain.
    “ Sherry, you have to leave the car on the ground to do