13. How to Milk a Cow

Ansel Squinted at the entrance sign and looked at Elisa.

"Sorry, what are we doing here?" he was confused.

"We are going to have a nice tour at this lovely farm, and you are going to learn how to milk a cow," Elisa replied casually as if it was the most natural thing to do on a first date.

Oh, you got to be kidding me, Ansel thought. He had never been on a farm. He didn't even like farm animals. His parents took him to a petting zoo once, but he ran out crying because he couldn't stand the smell of feces. Elisa must've sensed how snooty he is and decided to bring him here to mess with him.

Jokes on her because he won't back down, Ansel decided. He is going to have a good time no matter what. But wait...did she just say milk a cow?

"What do you mean we are going to learn how to milk a cow?" Ansel let out a nervous laugh.

"Not 'we,' you are going to learn while I stand back and enjoy the show," Elisa smiled.

"Excuse me? I