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Post by Tim on May 4, 2020 10:32:28 GMT -5
Hope they catch those villains.
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Post by ladyfiaran22 on May 5, 2020 8:19:41 GMT -5
This chapter contains elements which may be disturbing
Chapter 16
"Tomorrow night, we take the girls to Mexico. The white gals are all fucked out, but the Asian gals should fetch a higher price as we ain't touched them. The little one should fetch a good price, Manny likes 'em young", the man laughed cruelly.
"All right, boss. What if the sheriff and his deputy come after us?", asked another man.
"No way Beckett and Pedroia are gonna find us, no horse is gonna go down that slope and they don't know the secret entrance. If they come down here, by some miracle of God, I'm gonna shoot that big dumb Texan and the little foreign bastard", he chuckled.
"Boss, why can't we fuck the Jap girls? Those other gals are all fucked out", muttered another man.
"You're an idiot, Leroy. We'll get a higher price for those girls if we don't fuck them. Besides, we'll get more girls soon", chuckled the boss.
The boss rolled a cigarette and lit the tip with a match, crunching the dead match under his boot. He was tall and handsome, but his face and eyes were hard and always had a sinister look to them, his eyes the pale blue of winter ice. His shaggy brown hair was thick and wavy and fell to his shoulders, always neatly combed as he was quite vain. He wore worn jeans and a blue flannel shirt and boots like a cowboy, his hands rough and calloused as though from hard work. Only his soft Georgia drawl and the Confederate Army badge marked him as not being from Texas.
A young woman came out of a room in the back of the cave. She was slim and pretty with long black hair and green eyes, wearing a dark blue wool skirt above her ankles and a white peasant blouse and riding boots. "Those girls are finally quiet, including the little one. When are they leaving?", she asked.
The boss chuckled and put an arm around her waist. "Don't worry, Pilar. We'll take them to Mexico and make a tidy profit, Manny likes white girls in his place and the Asian gals are gonna make us good money too", he said.
Pilar giggled. She leaned against him and parted her legs invitingly when he reached under her skirt, moaning when he stroked between her legs. "You like that? I gotta fuck your good pussy, let the other fellas fuck that worn-out pussy", he growled.
Pilar tensed with anticipation as he shoved her against a rock and yanked up her skirt, unbuttoning his jeans as he shoved himself inside her. He fucked her hard as she moaned in pleasure, loving how rough he was compared to her other lovers. She moaned and leaned back against him as he continued to fuck her, her eyes closed as she felt close to her peak. Her lover grunted as he came inside her, Pilar moaning as her body shook with pleasure. She sighed as he withdrew and felt his warm seed between her legs, taking his flaccid member and cleaning him.
"Good girl, I like fucking that good pussy of yours", he chuckled.
Pilar finished cleaning him and licked her lips suggestively, her cheeks flushed and her green eyes glowing from her recent climax. "I'll go check on the girls", she said.
She went into the room and smiled cruelly at the other women. There were five women and a little girls, three of them and the girl Asian and two blond white women. The Asian women were still dressed in silk kimonos as was the girl, the silk dusty and tattered from their ordeal, the little girl looking about fearfully. The other women were slumped wearily against the wall, their ragged dresses much too short and looking at Pilar fearfully.
"Act like you got some guts, Manny likes his women with some life", she mocked.
"You are evil", muttered one of the blond women.
"I know. Good night, ladies", she laughed cruelly, slamming the door on her way out.
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Post by Tim on May 5, 2020 11:18:52 GMT -5
Yeah, it is disturbing.
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Post by ladyfiaran22 on May 6, 2020 8:39:05 GMT -5
Sorry about that last chapter, but it’s almost done
Chapter 17
The mule prints stopped abruptly at the canyon walls, the sheer rock face without a path leading anywhere. "That's weird, maybe there's a secret entrance or it's a bluff", said Clay thoughtfully.
"Reckon so, the prints end right here", agreed Nathan.
There was a grinding sound like rocks scraping together as everyone hid behind a boulder. To everyone's surprise, the rock face slid open to reveal torchlight, two cowboys leaving the entrance as the door stayed open. "Damn, at least the women shut up. Tomorrow we are gonna get a good price for 'em", laughed one of the men.
"Yep, that pussy is all fucked-out. Can't wait until we get some fresh pussy", said the other man as they both laughed.
Nathan reached for his gun and quickly added the silencer as the men stayed outside to smoke cigarettes. Both men were dead before they had a chance to react, the silencer muffling the sound of the bullet to a soft murmur. The dead men were hidden behind the boulder with Dante and Brady, Nathan and Clay going inside the cave. A quick glance revealed the "rock" was a wooden door painted black and carved to look like rock, opening up by sliding along a smooth groove like a closet door.
"Clay, Dante and Brady are outside and let's get the women", said Nathan.
The door revealed a cave of sorts, the opening wide and lined with numerous barrels and flickering torches on the walls. It led towards a long narrow tunnel with only one torch on the wall, the walls slick and cool to the touch. Nathan and Clay slowly inched along as they felt the walls to gauge where they were, the ground sloping downwards at a slight angle and tiny pebbles scattering under their feet.
At the end of the tunnel were two closed wooden doors guarding two tunnels, both doors fitted exactly to the dimensions of the tunnel mouths. There was the sound of a child crying behind the door on the right, both Nathan and Clay cautiously approaching the door.
Clay carefully opened the door. Inside were five women and a little girl in a pink kimono, the women obviously frightened and the little girl crying. He smiled kindly at them which seemed to put them at ease, putting a finger to his lips and motioning for them to follow. Nathan had been standing guard with his gun drawn, smiling at the women as he silently motioning for them to follow him.
Everyone was silent as they carefully made their way through the tunnel towards the entrance. Every time pebble under their feet and every flicker of the torch felt and looked bigger than it actually was, as though they expected the outlaws to find them and open fire.
"Well, well, what do we have here? Beckett, are you trying to cheat me out of my money and steal my girls? You always have to play the hero", said a mocking voice in a soft Southern drawl.
Nathan felt a sick sensation in the pit of his stomach when he heard the voice, looking up and seeing Clem Jennings standing at the mouth of the cave with his guns drawn. He had a mocking sneer on his lips as the tin sheriff's star on his shirt shone obscenely in the torchlight, making a mockery of its owner. "Son of a fucking bitch. Clem, what the fuck are you doing?", he growled.
Jennings just laughed, an ugly sound that echoed in the cave. "Nathan, how do you think I earned my money? That piss-poor little town barely pays me anything, Manny who runs a cantina across the Rio Grande pays me good money for the white pussy I send him, especially if they're young and pretty. Nobody gets in my way, whether it's you or my damn officer in the army. Too bad it's gotta end like this and too bad I couldn't get to know you better, Butler, you're a pretty good guitar picker", he chuckled as he aimed his gun.
Several shots rang out as Jennings slumped to the ground, blood pooling around him as the women screamed. Jennings' men ran over and were quickly dispatched by Dante and Brady before Nathan and Clay could draw their guns. "Let's get the women out of here", said Nathan.
To the men's shock, Pilar rushed over and cradled Jennings' head in her lap. She glared at Nathan with furious green eyes, her dress with her lover's blood. "Fuck you, Nathan. You killed him!", she screamed.
"I shot him, tu puttane. Your father will be so angry", said Dante, his voice dripping with contempt.
With a shriek of outrage, Pilar lunged at him and tried to grab the gun as Clay held her back. Pilar seemed so ugly and hateful to him now, her features contorted with hatred and her dress bloody, as repulsive as a Medusa. He refused to look at her, sickened at her betrayal.
Clay suddenly felt light-headed and saw his arms grow transparent as thought he were a ghost. "Nathan, hold onto her and get the girls home", he said as he faded away and everything turned black...
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Post by Tim on May 6, 2020 11:33:15 GMT -5
Medusa was her name, not her species. I've seen that mistake a few times.
The correct term would be a Gorgon.
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Post by ladyfiaran22 on May 6, 2020 11:42:27 GMT -5
Medusa was her name, not her species. I've seen that mistake a few times.
The correct term would be a Gorgon.
Sorry, it’s been long while since I read Bullfinch’s. I’ll keep that in mind
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Post by Tim on May 6, 2020 11:45:25 GMT -5
It's all good.
They even did that on a TV show. They kept saying "a Medusa, she's a Medusa". Made me wince the whole time.
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Post by ladyfiaran22 on May 7, 2020 7:48:38 GMT -5
This is the last chapter and thanks for reading
Chapter 18
Clay slowly opened his eyes and winced as the bright light assaulted his vision, everything a blinding white and the air smelling of disinfectant. "Good, he's waking up", said a woman's voice.
He looked up and saw Josh, Julietta, Jacoby, and Karen around him, anxious and relieved looks on their faces. "Clay, glad you're finally waking up. You were in a coma, what the hell you smoke, you skinny bastard?", teased Josh.
Clay smiled weakly, his spirits soaring at having come back to the present day with his friends. "Guys, I am so glad to see you here. You are not going to believe this", he chuckled.
"Did you have a concussion?", asked Jacoby.
"No, I stayed the night in this cheap motel after driving all day. I saw the ghost of Nathan Beckett and I was sent back in time to a town called Agua Caliente. Nathan Beckett looks just like you, Josh, and his deputy Dante looked just like Pedey with hair", he said.
Josh gave him an odd look. "Yep, that was my ancestor, Sheriff Nathan Beckett of Agua Caliente and his deputy was Dante Petrucci, reckon him and the Half-Pint were related. Sheriff Beckett was a hero, he saved a bunch of gals from an outlaw gang. Clay, are you sure you didn't whack your head?", he asked.
Clay grinned at his friend, feeling as though a weight had been lifted off his shoulders. I changed history, Sheriff Beckett was a hero, he thought happily. "No Josh, I feel fine. Heck, I feel great. What's today's date?", he asked.
"It's December 28th, you've been a in a coma for four days and you missed Christmas", said Karen.
"Awesome, I didn't miss the Metallica concert", he said excitedly.
"Clay, you are a crazy person. Is that all you can think about?", teased Julietta.
"Hey, I haven't seen Metallica since high school", he retorted, his blue eyes dancing with amusement.
"I think that's enough excitement, Mr. Butler. The doctor will check up on you and see if you ought to be discharged", said the nurse.
"All right, ma'am", said Josh as they left the room.
Clay lay back in the bed with a big grin. Even though his friends didn’t seem to believe him, he had gone back in time and fixed an injustice to his friend’s family. Part of him wondered if he would ever see them again, but he figured one time through a wormhole was enough for a lifetime. And I’m not going to miss the Metallica concert, he thought with a satisfied smile.
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Post by Tim on May 7, 2020 11:48:06 GMT -5
I wonder if Clay will find any accounts of what happened. That they saw him disappear into thin air.
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Post by ladyfiaran22 on May 7, 2020 11:53:38 GMT -5
I wonder if Clay will find any accounts of what happened. That they saw him disappear into thin air. Maybe, but he did disappear inside a seedy motel and maybe the owner just dumped him at the hospital so the cops didn’t ask questions. Glad you liked😊
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Post by Tim on May 7, 2020 12:02:27 GMT -5
And maybe no one said anything because they didn't want to end up in a padded cell.
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