Had Mirella heard the crude curses when she'd fallen against him? Did it matter, after his more shocking revelation. Thinking back as he got the coach underway once more, a smile crept onto his face. What a damn shame he'd shocked the uppity fucking virgin enough to want to leave his company. It was a pity that the locomotive with her pain in the ass aunt on board would have well left Junction by now and be getting further distant by the second. When they arrived in Redwood, what options would she be left with? To either continue on with him, or to take her chances on finding someone more trustworthy to travel. Unlikely. Should he forget about trying to charm her, and simply bend her over and whip her so hard that she'd find it painful to sit
…show more content…
They accompanied it all the way in, and were joined by more. When he drew to a halt outside the Melody Guesthouse,a sizable crowded had gathered. Comprised mostly of mostly woman and children, they hushed when he stood; in awe of the Reverend and his gleaming red and gold carriage.
"Mr Pickett."
He jumped from the seat onto the dusty road, resisted kicking the mangy dog that yapped at his feet, and turned his attention to woman who'd spoken. Weighing two hundred pounds or more, with a cheerfully lined face and a mess of auburn hair tied in a bun, she flapped her arms at the crowd. "Leave, leave. Allow the man some peace for Christ's sake" They parted for her like the Red Sea for Moses.
On reaching Jeremiah, she clasped his hand and almost wrenched his arm free of his socket. "I didn't expect to see you again so soon, We are indeed blessed, Mr Pickett." Blessed for his gold coins, no doubt. The woman ran the only accommodations in town., and also the local whorehouse. Jeremiah had utlilised both services on his previous visit. "What brings you back this …show more content…
"Oh My." Hannah's jaw dropped when her gaze landed on Mirella, in all her youth and finery. "Ain't you a pretty one, and such a beautiful dress, I've never seen. Come Dear, with me." She leaned in to yank her free of her seat.
Jeremiah placed his hand on her arm, and gently drew her
They accompanied it all the way in, and were joined by more. When he drew to a halt outside the Melody Guesthouse,a sizable crowded had gathered. Comprised mostly of mostly woman and children, they hushed when he stood; in awe of the Reverend and his gleaming red and gold carriage.
"Mr Pickett."
He jumped from the seat onto the dusty road, resisted kicking the mangy dog that yapped at his feet, and turned his attention to woman who'd spoken. Weighing two hundred pounds or more, with a cheerfully lined face and a mess of auburn hair tied in a bun, she flapped her arms at the crowd. "Leave, leave. Allow the man some peace for Christ's sake" They parted for her like the Red Sea for Moses.
On reaching Jeremiah, she clasped his hand and almost wrenched his arm free of his socket. "I didn't expect to see you again so soon, We are indeed blessed, Mr Pickett." Blessed for his gold coins, no doubt. The woman ran the only accommodations in town., and also the local whorehouse. Jeremiah had utlilised both services on his previous visit. "What brings you back this …show more content…
"Oh My." Hannah's jaw dropped when her gaze landed on Mirella, in all her youth and finery. "Ain't you a pretty one, and such a beautiful dress, I've never seen. Come Dear, with me." She leaned in to yank her free of her seat.
Jeremiah placed his hand on her arm, and gently drew her