“I’m staying at the Cattlemen’s Hotel; I want a copy of that photograph. Here’s a hundred, make sure I get it,” Eli said, peeling a hundred ...ff his roll.“Yes Sir, Marshal. I’ll leave it at the desk for you.”“Did you win big, Dad?” Little Eli asked as he slid to the ground.“They had his odds at twenty-seven to one, Eli. We loaded up on their asses too. I know your brothers won big and so did the Blasingames. Near as I can figure in my head, I came out with over three hundred thousand. Randall. One time she caught me looking, instead of the "how dare you look", she just smiled. Warm and provocatively, almost to say, I know what your doing. But, I can't allow you to see, because, you will think I'm to easy. Stop after stop we played our game of peak-a-boo as the bus rushed through town.I almost saw the panties a few times, when the bus hit a few unexpected bumps. Causing her to open her shapely thighs to brace herself, but, the short skirt just fell in her lap, not allowing me to see. There are dozens upon dozens of rumors circulating about this place and the family. The authorities may want to turn a blind eye and ignore it, but that doesn’t make any of any less true.“Why do you fake it?” she asks the girl. It’s obvious as to why, but it’s something she wants to hear from the girl’s mouth. It’s her nature, and she is here for a story. That’s if she can manage to escape.“I fought like you did. But day after day, and night after night, of being subjected to his abuse takes. For example, I COULD just use that ‘magic’ everyone says I’ve got and make you talk. But until this man can get hold of some more Nazis to kill? A fuck who’d do business with them? Yeah, I’d let him do a lot of things to that guy.”Helen turned to Mander.“Before I let you do a lot of things to this guy, can I tell him about your jacket? It’s really cool! I’m gonna.”She turned back to Marco.“This is Mander’s jacket from his Nazi-Stomping youth back in London. He’s handy with a needle and thread,.