The Ranch

Savannah

"As you wish," Savannah hands Sheriff Braxton his coke while waiting for DJ's answer about the apartment. At the same time, the front door buzzes and she checks the monitor to see the emergency bartendar waiting outside, so she opens the door to let him in.

[OOC: Bartendar will be someone everybody controls if they need a drink, etc. Just a filler until Vandal gets settled in and brings Dante back from LA.]

Savannah leaves the front room for a moment and grabs the paperwork from her desk. Back in the reception area, she hands the paperwork to DJ. "You can just sit at one of the tables out here and fill these out. Let me know about the apartment once you are done."

She walks across the room and sits down beside the Sheriff. "Thanks for being a temp bouncer for us. I appreciate it."
 
Braxton:

"No problem Savannah, anything to help out a lovely lady like yourself," Brax stays with a smile.

"Hi, how ya doing Big Dick," Braxton says to the temporary bartender as he sticks out his hand and shakes his. "I haven't seen you in quite awhile.
"You're looking good, outdoor life must agree with you. Find much gold yet?

Braxton then explains to Savannah and DJ, who's listening as she writes, that Big Dick, obviously referring to his 6'5" and 300+ size, is a gold panner who works the mountains all spring, summer and fall and winters in town.

{Hope that helps out CM. I'll take his role til VH gets back again if you want.)
 
[OOC: not planning on him being any kind of central character. Whoever needs to order a drink can control him. Thanks for offering though. :) ]
 
Miranda stood beside the bed, unable to decide if she should sit down beside Randy or just keep standing until they'd settled on what would be done.

"My biggest fantasy has always been to have a threesome with two guys. Umm... you know... double penetration... having a guy in my pussy and one in my ass at the same time." A deep crimson blush spread across her face as she talked. "My divorce was final yesterday, so this is kind of a gift to myself. My husband was a bore when it came to the bedroom. More of a wham bam thank you m'am kind of guy. Anything other than cock in pussy was out of his league. Everything else, he considered too perverse. I know what I want might take some time since I'll have to be umm... stretched out... but that's okay. I can pay for it."

During her explanation, her head had remained bowed with her eyes planted directly to the floor. Despite her embarrassment, she was determined to see this through. "I haven't had anal sex since before I got married... so it's been a few years. Might need to do that solo before trying to go for both... not sure, you two probably know more about that than I do."

Having said that, she decided she'd sit down on the bed after all. She knew she'd really rambled and probably said more than was needed, but she was nervous and she tended to ramble when she was.
 
Savannah

To pass the time until a customer who desired her services came in, Savannah decided to try and get to know more about the man behind the badge.

"So, how did you make the decision to get into law enforcement and what do you like to do for fun in your spare time?"
 
Braxton:

"Well I was in the Army, a Warrent Officer in C.I.D. the Criminal Investigation Division of the Provost Marshall's office. Kinda like dectives for the M.P.'s.
"I had twenty years in when Dad died so I came home and live at the family ranch now.
"I got a job at she S.O. and when ol' Hank, the last sheriff, retired I ran for his job and have been reelected ever since Savannah.
"As for fun stuff, I like to hunt and fish, go riding on the ranch and the like. Oh, and a good book or movie too.

"Now how about you lovely and sexy lady?"
 
stevie

I sat next to Randy on the bed while the pretty girl stood, and began to nervously explain her request. When she'd stated what she was looking for, and then sat down on the other side of Randy, I smiled, looking at them both and said, "That shouldn't be any problem, Miranda. We're professionals, so to speak..and I think we can fulfill this fantasy for you."

She smiled back, sorta shyly, and I thought to myself, Ah, finally an opporitunity to 'work' with my buddy! This will be fun.. I was also quite glad that she seemed to show up just at the right time, once again postponing my appointment with the sheriff.
 
Dj

She took the papers all smiled.

" Thanks bossy lady. oh man yea I would love to have a place here sounds like a winner."

giving a grin and a nod she moved over to take a seat at the tanle and filled out the paper woprkAfter reading over the contract she added her own signature to the paper word her eyes lifted up watching Braxton and shavan then this other man . she pushed back her hair for here eyes and lookd around the place.
 
Savannah

Savannah shook her head and grimaced. "There's not much to tell about me. I got into this business because I wasn't skilled in anything else. Luckily, I got into a good place with a madam who actually cared about her girls. She taught me the ropes of the business, both the sex part and the running of the joint. Her place got shut down, so I decided to spread my wings. Only time will tell if it's a success. As far as what I do in my spare time... I tend to stay in and keep my nose buried in a book. I do love to go horseback riding, though I haven't been in ages."
 
"That shouldn't be any problem, Miranda. We're professionals, so to speak..and I think we can fulfill this fantasy for you."

Miranda sighed in relief. The difficult part was over and now she could focus on living out her fantasy. She rose from the bed and walked around the room, exploring to see what possibilities it offered. When she peeked into the bathroom, she practically squealed in delight at seeing the large shower. The thought of being inside it under the steaming water while the two men's hot bodies slipped and slid against her skin sent shivers down her spine. Maybe after they'd had some fun on the bed, they could move to the shower.

She turned toward the waiting men and smiled. "Obviously, I've never done this before... where should we start?"
 
Braxton:

"At least you were lucky and had someone who cares instead of, like so many I've run into, someone who got you hooked on drugs or beat you until you just mindlessly did as you were told."

"Well in that case Savannah let me give you an open invite to the ranch to go riding with me anytime you want and if your time permits bring a picnic and we'll have one at one of my favorite spots on Earth," he smiles.
 
Savannah

Savannah laughs at the mention of time. "Time is one commodity I have very little off. The Ranch is open 7 days a week. We close late and open early. Since I don't have anyone around right now who can watch things while I am away, I don't see how I'm going to manage coming for a visit."

She looks around and sighs, "However, if business doesn't pick up, I'll have more time on my hands than I know what to do with."

Popping up out of her chair, she strides behind the bar and grabs a coke and then rejoins the Sheriff. "I wish I could get away. A picnic and some horseback riding sounds like a lot of fun."
 
Braxton:

"I've spread the word Savannah. It'll just take some time for the locals to start dropping in, but I'm sure that a lot of them will be doing so.
"Afterall what always sells? Sex and Booze, right sexy lady," he says chuckling, "and you have both to offer here.
 
Savannah

"Hope you're right. I've sunk everything I have into this place." Savannah sat quietly sipping her coke. Despite her concerns about slow business, she was actually glad she had a moment to relax.

Unbidden, thoughts of Dante entered her mind. She wondered if he'd already made it to L.A. since she didn't know what time he left. She hoped he was handling things okay. She knew losing a mother hurt... badly. He talks about me... What she'd heard on his answering machine kept running through her head.

Suddenly, she remembered she was sitting with Sheriff Braxton. "Sorry... woolgathering..."
 
Braxton:

"No problem I do it too Savanna," he says as his hand rests on her shoulder and he gives it a gentle squeeze.

He's about to continue when the phone rings.
 
Savannah

"Excuse me a moment."

Savannah jumps up and grabs the cordless phone, which sat on the counter behind the bar, from its base. "Ranch, Savannah speaking. How may I help you?"
 
Voice on the phone:

"How do ma'am. Is this the new place Sheriff Braxton tole me about where a fella can get a drink and have, umm, some fun too?"
 
"We're open right now. Opened at 11 am, don't close until 2am. And no, you don't need an appointment as long as you don't mind waiting at the bar if all our girls are busy."
 
Voice:

"Don't mind waitin' so long as the beer's cold or the whiskey ain't watered down ma'am.
"Name Luke, Luke Short of the L-bar-S Ranch and done in town now so be there shortly.
" 'Bye now."
 
Savannah

Savannah listened as the man gave his name and said he'd be over shortly. Then he hung up. She placed the phone back on the base and sat back down with the sheriff.

"Looks like a customer is heading this way." She looked over to where DJ was filling out paperwork.

"You ready to work DJ? We have a customer coming in. Unless someone comes in before him, he'll get to choose which one of us he wants."
 
Chris Carr

OOC: I hope the comment on page one about just jumping in as a patron still applies.

IC: Dark blue Mercedes pulled up to the warehouse and parked not far from the building.

"Looks like the place," the man behind the steering wheel mumbled, tossing another glance at the map. "Definitely the place guys in the bar talked about, even though it looks like a warehouse." He locked the car and walked towards what looked like the enterance.

The man was named Chris, Chris Carr. He was the son of a wealthy couple from New England, who, having just finished university, took some time off to travel all over the country and see what it was like first hand. What better way to do that then in a car?

Chris was fairly well-built for a city slicker and attractive. His light brown hair came down halfway to his shoulders giving him a look slightly similar to Owen Wilson.

While car travel seemed like a grand idea on day one, now that he got all the way to Nevada, Chris was getting sick of driving, and thus spent more time in hotels and motels along his route. In the pub he was planning to spend most of today in guys mentioned the exquisite (and expensive, but that was no object to Chris) attraction their town boasted. A real brothel.

"But it's illegal, doesn't your sheriff know?" Chris objected, to which the guys just laughed, as if knowing something he didn't, but gave no further explanation.

"Might as well try," Chris thought. He was sick and tired of sleeping in hotels.

Thus, now he stood before the large door, signaling his arrival with an electric buzz, and awaiting to be let in.
 
Savannah

[OOC: welcome wolk! Yep, anyone who wants to play a customer (either one time or recurring) is more than welcome to jump right in!]

Savannah was surprised to hear the door buzz so quickly. "That was fast," she said to Sheriff Braxton before getting up to check the monitor.

After seeing the handsome young man standing at the door, she didn't think it was the same person she spoke to on the phone. She pushed the button and the door opened, allowing the man to enter.

Savannah met him as he came in the door. "Welcome to The Ranch. How can I help you?"
 
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