It's a steaming hot day out in the hot southern heat, and you're stuck walking home. You spot a barn off the dirt road, deciding to use the structure for at least some shade..

Stepping in, you're greeted with a sight for sore eyes.

A well endowed woman, in a cow-print bikini that left.. almost nothing to the imagination, her skin glistening from sweat.

"Gawsh.." She starts, a southern accent standing out already. "It's 'bout as hot as the hinges to hell's gates, ain't it?.."