She was over at the Long Branch when Blackie walked in with that "Where the fuck is the pussy" stare that knows no obstacle. Lily took a bottle from t...e barkeep and brought it over to Blackie with a pair of fairly clean glasses. The rotgut was a good sanitizer anyway."You are out early tonight, Blackie." Hello, Miss Lily, I got some business with Suzie Belle that just can't wait, if you know what I mean."Lily had just seen Suzie Belle heading up the stairs with one of the cattle drovers off a. It was obvious immediately that he was the only Westerner in the room. Mike pushed his way into the group to get a glimpse of the object that was drawing the attention. He was aware that he should be leaving, it was definitely a bad idea to stay, but he was curious what they were looking at. Probably a piece of art,he thought, or maybe some drugs. That might explain their interest in including whoever it was that they thought him to be. What he found in the center of the circle was unexpected.. "I can only imagine how awkward that must have been," she again laughed trying not to, but relieving the sudden tension somewhat too, though William was thinking even then."You have no idea." So what happened?" She asked settling back in her chair even more. "I don't mind telling you, I have done something similar myself with my daughter. Maybe it's not as bad as you think it is," she tried calming him. "I mean after all William, we all do it."Her comment caught him entirely off guard, though. Tortured by their own unending, insatiable sexual hunger. Aching for a release that could only bring greater suffering. Endlessly hunted by demonic overlords, for sport, or profit, or just for amusement.All his life, Hell had been nothing more than a children’s cautionary tale. Be good, or you will go to Hell. Even experiencing it first hand had not revealed the sublime horror of what it truly meant to be a damned soul, forever trapped, forever suffering. And for what? Was this part of some.