I backed up to the bricks again, making sure the Genovese was still unconscious with an absent kick and keeping my eyes on the Gambinos."Fucking Genov...se pussies!" the Gambino leader spat, sending his own absent kick at the prone form at his feet. He stepped over the body and they formed a semi-circle around me. He gave me a grudging smile of respect. "Now I see how you managed to take out ten guys with pulled pieces. Too bad you didn't fall in with one of the Families or at least the Westies.. He put a tiny bit of the soap in his hand and pushed lightly on her thighs, to get her to open them, so he could finish washing her. He took his hand and rubbed the soap around her delights, and massaged it in to the skin, cleaning her thoroughly. He took down the spray nozzle and directed it to her groin, opening her slightly to be sure that the soap was completely gone.Once finished, he rinsed the sponge and hung it on its hook, and took the other sponge down, filling it with the other soap.. Out of habit, he’d scoured the street, buildings, doorways and boardwalks by the time he took three steps.He was just about midway across the dirt street when someone yelled at him from behind.“Marshal Crow!”Eli knew the voice as soon as the man yelled his name.Aiden McKown!Without breaking stride, Eli whirled in the dirt street, his Colt already in his right hand, his left hand fanning the hammer back as soon as he brought his gun barrel around.Jesse Cameron McKee had his gun out of his. I have friends." Smiling he said, "Well that's good news for me, so maybe we can be friends too." I grinned, "I'm sure we can be very good friends!" I'd noticed that there were a couple of empty lounge chairs. When I pointed them out, Sean and I walked over and 'claimed' them. We were laying face down and chatting when Josh finally showed up with some drinks and said, "Well you two look comfortable and two is company, but three is a crowd. Sean, I'll catch you later. EZ, try not to be bad!".