"Bloody hell. Sian, can I borrow him tonight, please?" Hold it, please, Vee - normally I'd love to, if Sian is happy about it, but I'm a bit sore and ...nackered at the moment. I'm jolly glad I'm not working this weekend! I was thinking of sleeping in my own bed tonight to recover!" Bryony is away, you can borrow her bed for the night, and I promise to let you sleep. Cross my heart and hope to die." Thanks, that will save me a couple of miles walking in the rain. We might nip out for a beer. It just seemed that Saul would have a better chance of surviving his misspent youth back in Santa Fe than wandering around the Tucson Valley and finding trouble in every shadowy corner.He was relieved to see Saul swing up on the Sorrel's back and light up a cheroot that had a pungent scent of wild cherry and bitter acrid smoke. The girls over at the house of pleasure were all lined up waving "goodbye" to the handsome young cowboy and Sam could see that Saul was embarrassed at the attention but. Get up."The shaking teen, still holding his cheek, awkwardly got up. He looked down at the ground as tears lined his face.The guard grabbed the arm and pulled him to the window.“Bend over. Grab that rail.” He kicked a metal bar to indicate what he wanted. The snivelling boy reached down, and I saw his bare arse as the t-shirt rode up. I saw in shock that he was going to be fucked. I felt a hand under my chin, and my face forced to look up.“I hope you enjoy the show.” He laughed and spat on my. It was nice meeting you all.”Tamara hopped down off her barstool. “Thank you, Mister Culverin.”“Thank you,” chimed in Samantha.“It was very nice meeting you.” He reached across the bar to shake their hands, and then led them out through the front door.As they climbed back into their car, Tamara asked her father. “How much does a place like this cost?”Mike snorted. “If you have to ask, you can’t afford it.”“Daddy! That’s no answer!”“Okay, millions of dollars and two hundred years.”“Huh.”“It’s.