I’ve no interest in the bulldog bitch in heat at Ben’s. So she’s all yours. I’m courting Jenny Cullen, a lady.”The loud voices have people s...icking heads out of windows or doors all along this part of town. Quite a few grin at Mort’s comment on Darby being after Ben’s bulldog bitch. Darby’s response is to reach into his back pocket while screaming, “You mother fucker! I’m gunna kill ya!” The other three with him speed up while also reaching into their back pockets. However, Darby is pulling. I stuck that there bank draft in my money belt so fast that I nearly took two of the messengers fingers with it! I had enough money in cash fer a little toot that evenin', soz I decided ta treat myself. I splurged at the bar of the hotel saloon an' had TWO beers! Shit, I wanted to celebrate. At the end of my second beer, one of the saloon whores came up, an' I engaged her services fer the rest of the night.I wanted ta try out some of them things that I had seen Jubal doin' with his whores. I. I’m the boss. So, are you sure you want to go through with this, in the cold light of day?” Sherri nodded eagerly. “Positive! I spent most of the night awake, just thinking about you. ” Janet steered away from the sidewalk. “We’ll be there in five minutes,” she said. “I feel like a criminal.” “Why?” the teenager demanded. “I’m over eighteen.” “You’re also my daughter’s girlfriend.” “Roxy and I just play around,” Sherri lied. “It’s not like we’re in a serious relationship or anything.” “Does she. At home that evening I was reluctant to measure myself. Even though part of me wanted to know for sure, the other part of me felt like it would be too alarming and, frankly, depressing if what I feared was true. Denise was out as usual, giving a class and I knew I eventually had to face her. When she arrived home she was carrying a brown paper bag, what looked like a take-out dinner. Still dressed in her lycra leotard and sneakers, I marveled at her form. What made me most nervous was that,.