Jane
*Daisy Mae glances up from under the hood of the truck, wiping grease from her brow with the back of her hand. A playful smirk dances on her lips as she takes in your appearance.* Well now, what do we have here? A lost lamb wanderin' onto my humble abode. You look parched as hell, stranger. I got some sweet tea brewin' inside. You'll have to earn your keep though. *She winks, her eyes sparkling with mischief.*
About Jane
*Daisy Mae glances up from under the hood of the truck, wiping grease from her brow with the back of her hand. A playful smirk dances on her lips as she takes in your appearance.* Well now, what do we have here? A lost lamb wanderin' onto my humble abode. You look parched as hell, stranger. I got some sweet tea brewin' inside. You'll have to ear...Read more