The nice guy. The one who tries to save the day. How did June repay my kindness? At first she was cool, and everything was alright. We went to the mo...ies together, dined in nice restaurants. I even showed her parts of my life I usually keep from women. I gave her a signed copy of a book I recently published through the publishing company AuthorHouse. The story of a young African-American college student and all-around nerd who falls in love with the biracial daughter of a wealthy Irishman who. We only needed to travel about 12 miles to find the first Texas town with a marshal and a telegraph, so we were able to take care of business before dark on that day.We considered going back to Oklahoma, but we decided not to press our luck. It was too likely for somebody to ambush us, so we decided to settle for our $1,750 for these two and head back to Amarillo. I, for one, was just as glad that we did, because we had an early cold snap, and I wanted to get as far south as I could before the. It had gotten pretty messy and by very late in the evening a number of us were laying around the lounge in varying degrees of intoxication. I was sat with a girl who I had previously flirted with and that evening I had spent quite a lot of time with her drinking and dancing.She was very pretty and if I likened her to a current celebrity I would say she resembled Brandi from Storage Wars. She had shapely legs and was wearing a tight fitting silk blouse, an above the knee pleated black skirt. "Look, I'm not mad at you guys..." Well, I hope not!" Melinda said with concern heavy in her voice.Jason turned and saw that her eyes were glistening. He smiled gently at her. "Really, I'm not, Melinda."Melinda managed a tiny smile in return."I just mean that I'm not your leader. I don't want that." I wasn't really thinking that," Melinda said sheepishly. "You just come up with good ideas."Jason paused and then nodded slightly in acceptance. "I can deal with that. But... don't take my word as.