He was walking through the stalls of the cattle for the rodeo when he saw her... and he was definitely not the only one to see her! That girl was turning heads as she walked along, and she didn't even seem to notice the effect that she was having on the horny rodeo men... her long tanned legs ended in short cowboy boots, and you could travel back up them to the Daisy Dukes that were barely covering anything. Tan, smooth midriff and... oh dear god his favorite! The undersides of her large breasts were falling out of the bikini top that she was wearing, those two clothe triangles were never meant to support anything as large as those beauties, perky as they were! Hell, he didn't know if those could support ANYONE's tits, no matter what size they were.
There was nothing better than a peek at the underside of a girl's boobs though, he loved it when they flashed 'em in public. Although he knew that some people thought it was trashy-looking, he just thought it was hot to see a part of a girl that you didn't usually get to see. All the girls showed off their cleavage and the tops of their boobs, whoop-de-doo... he'd rather get a look at the underside. There was something much more vulnerable and erotic about that.
Before any of the other guys in the place could get themselves together to step forward, he was walking towards her with his charismatic grin on his face. The other guys saw him and shook their heads, knowing that they didn't even want to bother trying to compete with him... if there was ever a man to love the ladies it was Cowboy Dan.
"Howdy darlin'," he said, his southern accent drawling as he looked her over, "You need some help?"
"Well Howdy cowboy," she didn't have the southern accent, which was too bad, but he liked the looks of her anyway, "I was just lookin'."
"Well then Miss," he said, pausing to give her to chance to protest that she was a "Mrs.", just in case, "My name's Dan and I'd be happy to show you around."
"Hello Dan," she held out one hand, "My name's Daisy."
Of course it is, he thought, there wasn't another name that could fit her better.