David was pleasantly surprised by how freely he talked to Greg. The city boy did not hit on him at all. Just occasionally he said some compliment about David's beauty, but it was nothing to embarrass him. While talking about TV series and movies, their time passed quite quickly and David didn't even notice when, holding the third can of beer in his hand, he found himself outside the barn breathing in the pleasantly crisp night air.
He raised his head and looked up at the sky, where a bright streak dotted with stars stretched the Milky Way. He could see it so clearly that the thought flashed through his head that it would not rain again for quite some time.
After a series of fast disco tunes, a recently fashionable ballad flowed from the speaker. Yes for a change of mood, tempo and to give an opportunity for a more intimate dance. David, who had just had his third beer and liked the song, quietly dipped its refrain.
