IC: Red Mesa

annabelle "the vixen" price

"so Mr Evans do you have a sweetheart back home , where ever home is? I can't quite place your accent I'm afraid. I do know your more used to physical work than shop work going by the callouses on your hands. "

I give him the money for my goods and just can't help myself......but the look Miss Decker was giving me started to make my blood boil.......maybe I was over reacting but she didn't approve of me that was plain. Especially where Justin was concerned.

"If you don't have a sweetheart maybe Miss Decker would be interested in receiving some of your attention in that department. She does strike me as being a bit lonely considering the interest she has in the lives of the single males in town."

As soon as I said it I regretted it but I knew I was in no mood to apologise to her just now........maybe it was jealousy......maybe after the past few months I had changed more than I thought. Become more cynical of everything and everyone. Justin is chosing some more things and paying for them while talking with Miss Decker. They dd seem quite close.........she can't be that bad if Justin is willing to spend time exchanging pleasantries with her.
 
Justin Dewitt did alot of buisiness with Molly. And he was rather close to the general store owner, but he had always kept it platonic. Mainly because he wasn't ready to move on before. He wasn't going to let these two gain a disliking towards each other without saying something. He walked up to her with a 50 pound bag of cereal on his shoulder, and some new hammers he had ordered.

He let Molly run up the price of his goods. "We've been friends for 6 years, and the first person I approached when I got here. Trust me, I trust Annabelle, she's a good woman, she just has her heart on her sleeve. I hope your sign you asked me to make for you has been doing the trick for you." He smiled at her and waited for the total.

His tone was easy and relaxed, as one would expect talking to an old friend. At that good number of years of knowing each other, they'd better be good friends in that time. He got some of his money out, in fact, some of it was gold ore he got from a prospector who came from California and struck it rich that he did some horse shoeing for.
 
Ben

"Well ma'am, I'm from Virginia and to be honest from what I've seen, Miss Decker takes an interest in everyone that she's a friend with, whether it's a single male, a married woman, the little boys who just ran through here, or the whores over in the saloon. If she said something that somehow upset you, I am certain that was not her intent."

After taking her money and making her change, Ben hands it back to the woman, smiling at her. "Will there be anything else ma'am?"
 
annabelle "the vixen" price

"i do apologise Mr Evans I guess I've been out of company too long. I have been on the trail for one reason or another on my own for about 6 months now. I see evil in just about everyone since my husbands death. No that would be all today thankyou. Since the four of us are on our own so to speak what would you think of a home cooked meal for the four of us tomorrow night. I will check with the others first of course but it would give us all some company and a chance to get to know each other better. Think it over for a few minutes while I go speak with Miss Decker. I think I owe her an apology too."

I walk over towards Justin and Miss Decker preparing to eat humble pie.

"Miss Decker iI think I owe you an apology for my remarks earlier. The only excuse I have is I am not used to company much , especially female . Too much on my own with no one else to rely on. I hope to remedy that ....... would you and Mr Evans care to join Justin and myself for some dinner tomorrow bight. We are all unattached and would give us an opportunity to become friends I'm sure."
 
Ben

Ben makes himself busy behind the counter, not really sure what to do with the invitation from Miss Price. It would be nice to have dinner with someone instead of eating by himself at the saloon. Mr. Dewitt and Miss Decker are certainly nice enough, but he doesn't want people to think that he's having a relationship with his employer, no matter what happened in his dream, that's not going to happen anytime soon, if ever.

He decides to wait and listen to what Miss Decker and Mr. Dewitt have to say before committing to anything.
 
Molly Decker

Molly was surprised at the girl's total turn around. It made her very suspicious. She couldn't figure out why the girl would snip at her and then immediately invite her to dinner.

She didn't want to hurt Justin's feelings but she didn't want to be seen having dinner as a couple with Mr. Evans either, that would just lead to too many gossips. Then there was the store, and her responsibilities to it.

Smiling at Justin and the girl, Molly included Mr. Evans as she responded to the invitation, "I appreciate your invitation, however, the store is open much later than dinnertime. Perhaps Mr. Evans would like to attend, I can certainly let him off early if he wishes a home cooked meal."

Molly looked at the young man behind the counter leaving the decision up to him.
 
Mystical Avalon said:
She moaned loudly releasing the energy her body was producing. Begging him, almost commanding him to take her.

"Please, James, please. For the love of God and creation, put that thing in me, take me now!" she cried.

Betsy knew that his own release was close. She had hoped to last a while longer as she knew it would be worth it.

James was no quick release in bed. He took his time and made sure it was to both their likings. Today would be no exception.

Finally showing compassion on the poor woman, James thrust himself in Betsy's dripping snatch, filling her with his large cock. No woman had complained about his prowess, one of the many reasons that he refused to wed. Why deny various women his cock just to give it to one? That would lead to a number of mistreated and neglected women. He could no more deny them that pleasure than he could deny himself the pleasure of their bodies. He certainly refused to deny it to Betsey. She was one of the most sensual women that he knew.

As he plundered her sex, he grunted and heard her gasp a bit from the force of his manhood. He had decided to give her plenty of rough sex, since they both seemed in a particularly aroused and desperate mood. It had been hard to focus on the sentencing today, what with thoughts of Betsey's womanhood and all. She was just too damned exciting.
 
Screaming out him name as he entered her, she felt herself being pushed back back and yet farther back as he pounded away at her sex. She was by no means modest and loved it when he took the initiative.

She rode the waves of pleasure his forcefullness produced moaning and grunting like pigs in a sty.

"Yes, baby, fuck me. I love it, James, fuck me" she cried. The windows open, people in the streets began to look up at the balcony where they stood just behind the lace panels.

She did not care. They all knew what she did, yet somehow , there was a little respect there.

Raking her fingernails into his back, she climaxed again against his rock hard dick. Tossing her head back, she cried out almost as in pain yet the pleasure was exquisite

"Oh, James, fuck me hard, I want it. I want you. I need you to cumm for me. Please, inside me. Hard" she begged.
 
James continued to fuck Betsey harder, grabbing her buttocks as he did so. He always loved the female arse. There was just something extremely sensual about it. He began playing with her bottom while he did so, hoping that this new act didn't revolt her and cause her to cancel their arrangement. It was worth a shot, after all. Finally, however, the sheer intensity of their romp got to him, and he came sooner than usual. Luckily for him, he often had a 2nd wind. He certainly hoped for one this time.
 
Molly Decker

While the others were deciding who was going to have dinner with whom, Molly took the broom and went out to sweep the front walk. She could have, of course, had Mr. Evans do this but Molly enjoyed the simple repetive task and it allowed her to get out into the sunshine and fresh air. It also gave her a chance to have human contact outside of the store as she waved to a couple of ladies that were by the hotel and said hello to a young couple walking past the store.

One of the mothers of the young boys who had bought pickles earlier came over and the two of them talked about the boys for a bit, changes in Red Mesa both positive and negative, and whether the good weather would hold up. After Sally, Tommy's mother left, Molly went back to sweeping, noticing that the windows needed cleaning again. Seemed like everytime the stage came in, it kicked up so much dust that her windows were always dirty. She also needed to change the display in the window. She was tired of the cast iron pots and anyone that had wanted one had bought it two weeks ago when the display first went up. Perhaps she should put some of the bath waters in the window. She would give it some thought.
 
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