Saloon Girl-Closed

[Perplexia]

Reluctantly she nodded and kissed him with all she was before snuggling onto his chest and clinging to him tightly. It was the soft lullying of his heart that beat with in his chest that finally took her off to sleep.

The rooster crowed in the early morning hours and she slowly pulled herself from his body. Slipping to the floor she gathered her clothes and snuck back to her room before anyone started to stir.

Today was the day that their future lives, if he chose it would depend on. Taking a bath she dressed in one of her least favorite outfits and began to gather some items to hide in her office. A small jar of pigs blood was placed in her drawer to help sell the gruesome act he would be accused of later.

Her appetite was gone, so she settled for a cup of coffee and hid away in her office. Time seemed to drag on and eventually another regular day at the saloon was starting.

 

[Rocket1010]

Jackson heard the rooster crowing in the yard and then felt Ginger slipping from his arms. He wanted to take her back into his arms and stay with him but he knew this was the day they both looked forward to and dreaded. After she left, he got up, washed and looked out at the deserted street.

He felt a sense of dread and tried to reassure himself that everything would work out fine. The one thing that bothered him was Henry Oldin. He was the unknown factor in this game. How would he react to Jackson joining his gang? Would he readily accept him or would he have to prove his allegiance?

Walking down the wooden stairs, he saw her staff, getting ready for the day. Sitting at a table, he could see Ginger's door closed and wondered if she was in there or if she was still upstairs.

Candice walked up with a big smile. "And how are you this morning Jackson? Can I get you some coffee and breakfast?"

He knew she was Ginger's right hand woman and would protect her boss. She probably knew he and Ginger spent the night together. He had a feeling there were not too many secrets between them.

"That would be great Candice," he smiled back at her.

When she left, he looked around the saloon's main room. Soon it would be filled with customers for breakfast and then later it would be filled men drinking, cussing, and playing cards. She came back with a hot cup of coffee and a large breakfast of eggs, potatoes, and bacon.

"Wanted to make sure you refresh your energy," she chuckled giving him every indication she knew what happened last night.

"Have you seen the boss?" he asked taking a bite of bacon.

"She's in her office. Said she had a busy day today and wanted to be left alone for awhile."

"Thanks Candice."

He took his time eating and then walked to the closed office door. Knocking on it, he turned the door knob, he opened it slightly. "Hey boss .... you ready for the day?"

 

[Perplexia]

Ginger looked up to him from her paperwork .."Hi" she said looking exhausted already. "not really" she replied honestly. "I suppose we should probably start laying ground work. Slam the door and bad mouth me a bit and throw a man tantrum and hang out in the stables, but look busy." She blew him a soft kiss and then raised her voice. "If I need you to work in the stables then that's where you'll go, I hate to break your pride princess". She couldn't help but sniffling a quiet whisper of a laugh when she said it.

 

[Rocket1010]

From the look on Ginger's face, this was going to be a long hard day for both of them. He smiled at her and nodded that he understood and wondered if he had it in him to be angry with her. Over the last few days, he had become enchanted with his boss and wanted to spend more time with her discovering their mutual sensuality.

He also noted that she was wearing what looked like a well-worn dress and from the short time he knew her, he was sure it was not something she would wear daily. He smiled and winked when she told him to slam the door and bad mouth her, blowing her a silent kiss.

Jackson saw her persona change when she shouted at him in an angry voice. "If I need you to work in the stables then that's where you'll go, I hate to break your pride princess".

Her small laugh made him smile again but only for a brief moment. This was the start of their plan and he would have to change his own thoughts of her quickly.

"You hired me to be a manager in the saloon not some simpleton that takes care of horses, bales hay, and picks up their shit all day. You can get hire any idiot to that job. What the fuck do you take me for ......" he stopped for a moment ..... " fucking idiot?"

His voice was shaking and he was surprised at how angry he suddenly became. "If you need me queen bitch I'll be out in the stables shoving your shit." Slamming the door, he turned to see some of the staff looking at him as he stomped through the saloon. Looking at the bartender, he snarled, "What the fuck are you looking at?" He didn't wait to see their expressions as he turned and banged open the swinging doors, walking out into the morning sun, seeing men and women, who obviously overheard him, looking at him.

The plan was started and he wondered how it would all turn out as he headed to the stables.

 

[Perplexia]

One of her girls opened the door and stuck her head in. "you okay?", she questioned. "I'm fine." she replied sharply "Fucking men, thing that just because they have balls it makes them impervious to being told to do something. That should teach the little prick a lesson" she barked loud enough for a few people to hear which she knew would spread well.

The girl left and she slumped back in her chair. When afternoon came she sent one of the girls out with lunch for the stables so she could hear his bitching about her. Her plan would be simple. They would start the fight on the floor of the saloon, he would reach out and grab her and she would give him a hard slap. She would then retreat to her office and he would follow in a huff. She would scream and yell and they would play that he was roughing her up and raping her to show his manliness. Something Oldin would love.

 

[Rocket1010]

Jackson worked in the stables during the morning with one of the young men, Joshua, who wanted to be a blacksmith. He was no stranger to this type of work, having worked for various farmers over the years. With each different farm, he learned how to do almost everything to run a farm.

The morning was hot and before long he took off his shirt, hanging it on a post outside the stable door. He carried on a conversation with the young man who seemed nervous looking at the different scars on his body. Jackson told him some of his war stories and soon they were chatting as if they had known each other for a long time.

Jackson and Joshua were shoeing a horse when a young woman appeared at the stable doors carrying a basket filled with sandwiches and fruit. He smiled at the woman with the long black hair, who went by the name of Raven. She stared at his naked chest and when she looked up seeing him staring at her, she blushed. Jackson could see how the name fit her. Long black strands of hair outlined her face and from he was able to determine, she and Candice were Ginger's top girls. He chuckled when he looked at Joshua, seeing him staring at the young whore.

"How's the queen bitch today Raven? Is she still perched on her throne in her office?"

"Mr. .... Mr. Jackson," she stammered. "Ms. Ginger sent this food out for you boys."

Jackson didn't give her a chance to say anything else. "So the fucking queen thinks we are boys .... huh? I bet she'd like to see what a real man can do for her almighty highness. You run your pretty little ass back to her and tell her I was hired to manage her saloon not sling shit in the stables."

Raven turned and practically ran back to the saloon and Jackson smiled at Joshua. "I guess I told that bitch didn't I?"

"I don't know Mr. Jackson. I'm not sure you want to get Ms. Ginger mad at you. I saw what she done to some other men who said some bad things about her.

 

[Perplexia]

Raven had run back into the saloon and began her wide eyed tale of what Jackson had said. The other girls went about telling the others and customers began to hear bits of the conversation as well.

When Ginger opened her door the conversations all but stopped. She huffed and walked into the kitchen for her lunch. Out of sight the murmurers started again. Smirking to herself she knew it had started. Jackson had done his part and now the drama was starting to unfold. It wouldn't be long, if it hadn't already been reported that there was tension between her new manager and herself.

When she reappeared short glances went her way an then back to the tables and bar until her office door closed again. Eventually Raven popped her head in the office and gave her a full account of what Jackson had said. Ginger raised and eyebrow and twisted her face into an angry scowl.

"I'll handle him later, get to work" she said loud enough for people to hear.

 

[Rocket1010]

Jackson helped Joshua throughout the afternoon, shoeing horses and tending to chores that needed to be done. When one man came to claim his horse, he told them about the rumors spreading like wildfire about Jackson getting Ginger into a tizzy. Jackson couldn't help but smile, knowing that the more the rumors spread the wilder they became.

At the end of the afternoon, he grabbed his shirt, pulling it on as he walked to the saloon. He was dreading the confrontation with Ginger and only hoped they could pull it off. All eyes were on him when he entered the saloon, seeing Ginger's door still closed. Finding a seat, by the swinging doors, he saw Candice give him a soft smile, seemingly indicting that she knew what was going to happen.

Eating his supper in silence, he noticed that most of the staff and customers were keeping their distance. Afterwards he went up to his room, washed up and then came back down in time for the evening crowd. He noticed there were more people in the saloon and saw some of Henry Oldin's men by the door. He chuckled seeing them and knowing they had heard all the rumors spread throughout the day.

Jackson sat on a bar stool and looked at the bartender who was giving him a disdainful glare. "I'll have a double shot of bourbon," he said throwing down a silver dollar.

"Ms. Ginger told me a few days back that you are to have the drinks for free."

"I don't want to be a freeloader for her royal highness," Jackson said in a loud voice before he sipped the drink and watching to see when the door to her office would open and she would make her appearance.

 

[Perplexia]

Hearing his voice loudly, and something about 'her royal highness'. She knew the time had finally come. Getting up she took a deep breath and put the scowl back on her face. Opening the door she glanced around and her eyes landed with anger on Jackson. She scoffed and moved her eyes away deciding to ignore his presence for the moment.

Taking steps in she patrolled the area like she normally did allowing herself to get close enough to him for him to assault her so she could react and begin what was to unfold.

 

[Rocket1010]

The bourbon was soothing after a long day in the stables. Jackson sipped it slowly, his eyes taking in the larger than normal crowd. When her office door opened, he saw the scowl on her face and he hoped they could pull this off. He glanced at Henry Oldin's men, seeing that they were watching Ginger closely.

Jackson was surprised when she didn't come right out and call him out for calling her names. Instead he watched as she walked around the room and eventually she came near him. She was completely ignoring him as she surveyed the room and when her back was to him, he made his move.

Jumping off the stool, his arm circled her neck, pulling her against him. "So the queen bitch wants to ignore me does she?" he said in a mocking voice feeling her fingers pulling on his arm.

Jackson heard a familiar noise behind the bar and twirled the two of them around as he pulled out his colt 45, pointing it directly at the bartender. "I wouldn't do that if I were you," he yelled.

"Me and the bitch have some talking to do in private," he added as he started to drag her toward her office, knowing she was going to object violently.

 

[Perplexia]

Her first reaction was shock, she had thought he was going to grope her not grab her. But the brilliance behind it gave an accurate response as her eyes went wide with suprise and fear.

Before she had a chance to react he had spun her around pointing his gun at the bartender. As he started to drag her she slammed his arm upwards causing him to shoot at the ceiling. She then brought her elbow back into his ribs as she screamed words at him like 'fucking coward, low life, scum..etc' "i'll fucking kill you" she screamed still fighting the hold as he managed to keep it on her and drag her into the office slamming and locking door behind them.

It was then he let her loose and she grabbed a rock from her desk and threw it at the back window causing it to smash. Taking her gun out she shot the rafters before screaming in horror and tossing it into the wall. With her hand she swiped off everything from her desk roughly onto the floor and got behind it. Slapping her hands together to make the slapping sound she screamed at him to get off of her.

She pointed to her clothes in silence and made a ripping motion with her hands.

 

[Rocket1010]

Jackson was surprised by her strength when she hit his arm, causing him to shoot his gun harmlessly into the ceiling. As he dragged her kicking and screaming obscenities at him, he wondered how she would be if they were really fighting. But one thing he was sure of, the saloon patrons had their eyes glued to them.

He watched her throw a fit in the office and was amazed at how real it all seemed as she clapped her hands as if he were hitting her, throwing the rock and then shooting her pistol into the rafters. He screamed at her, "How dare you throw that fucking rock at me and try to shoot me. I'll teach you bitch."

They could hear the murmur of voices in the saloon and it was clear they all bought their little show. But now they had to make it real and when she saw her pointing to her clothes he quickly moved to her, grabbing the ruffled top and ripping it off her.

"You got a nice body boss. I think I'll just have a little taste of that sweetness," he yelled grabbing her breasts and squeezing them.

There was a knock on the door and someone was yelling, "Are you alright boss?"

Jackson picked up his gun from the desk and shot at the top of the door. "If any of you whores or bastards come through that door, I have a bullet waiting for you." He looked at Ginger and took her into his arms kissing her wantonly. He couldn't believe how turned on he was by this play acting.

Breaking the kiss, he yelled so they could hear it in the saloon. "You got a nice ass boss .... hmmmm just right for spanking." Pushing her over the edge of the desk, he slapped her ass cheeks with the palm of his hand. Then he clapped his hands together hard, the loud cracking sound reverberating off the walls. "yea you got a nice ass boss lady," he yelled as he rubbed her rosy cheeks.

 

[Perplexia]

Ginger had a hard time to keep from moaning when he kissed her. Slapping her hands "Don't you fucking come near me you son of a bitch" Then added "get the fuck off me i'm going to kill you." Ginger started yelling for Help when someone asked if she was ok. But she placed her hand over her mouth and screamed into so Jackson could do his threats to them.

When he slapped her ass she screamed in agonizing pain to keep herself from moaning. The slap he did in the air she would use as the one make up would mark on her face.

"I need to split your lip love" she whispered softly to him. "Don't fucking touch me you piece of shit. Then she looked for the nod that he was ready before slaping his face hard enough to bust his lip. She crinkled her eyes and almost cried that she had to do that and mouthed 'i'm sorry' before bending back over the desk.

 

[Rocket1010]

He knew it was coming but when she slapped him, it took him by surprise how strong she was. He could feel the blood oozing from his cut lip as she mouthed how sorry she was that she had to hit him.

"Don't worry it'll be fine," he tried to console her for the moment. But then he shouted out loudly, "you fucking bitch, you cut me. I'll teach you not to fuck with me." He clapped his hands together three times as she let out a scream. Then he rubbed his fingers over her ass and between her thighs, feeling the juices of her sex coating her thighs.

Unbuckling his belt, he quickly dropped his jeans releasing his thick cock, hard and ready for her. "There is only one way to treat a whore like you," he screamed rubbing his cock against her pussy while he pushed her down onto the desk.

"No body is going to help you cunt," he said loudly knowing precious ears were glued to the door. "You need a good ole fuck'n and I aim to give it to you." Jackson didn't wait for her response as he shoved his cock into her wet pussy.

 

[Perplexia]

Ginger screamed as he thrust himself inside of her to keep the moan from leaving her lips. She used her fists to pound on the desk making as much noise as possible as his cock filled her wanton pussy with his length. "You're fucking pathetic you call that a cock you piece of shit" she screamed then bit her lip to keep herself from laughing or moaning.

Grabbing the drawer she opened and slammed it shut making it sound as though he was plowing her with the strength of a horse into her desk. He was fucking her hard, but not enough to hurt her as they all needed to believe.

"You better kill me, because if you don't i will hunt you down and severe your little prick with a switchblade before i shoot you."

Her breathing was getting raspy she was on the edge of cumming from his wonderful claiming of her wet cunt.

 

[Rocket1010]

Jackson wanted to laugh when she yelled at him that he was pathetic and his cock was a piece of shit. Images of them in his bed, in the cavern, and in the cabin flew through his brain. Ginger was making a lot of racket and he was a little concerned that some of the men might bust down the door. He was sure Ginger had Candice and possibly Raven outside to keep anyone out.

"I think it's doing its job on you cunt. And you call that a pussy! It's so loose that I bet a hundred men have drilled you slut!" Jackson grunted, grabbing her hips and he began to thrust harder. He wanted to moan and tell her how wonderful her pussy was but he put his fingers into his mouth to stop from yelling out something endearing.

"I'm not to kill you bitch," he yelled as he grabbed her hair, pulling her head back. "I want you to live out your fucking days thinking about how good a fucking you got tonight. And as for hunting me down, I welcome the challenge bitch because it will be the last man you ever tracked down."

He slapped her ass a few more times. "Come on bitch is that the best you can do. Move those sweet hips of yours and I'll fill that little cunt of yours." Jackson was breathing harder and he knew that with this kind of talk, his explosion would soon be upon him.

 

[Perplexia]

Ginger laughed at him when he told her she was going to remember his fucking. "You wouldn't know a tight cunt with that little prick of yours. As for remembering it I can't even feel it. Are you sure you can get it up? Perhaps the keyhole would be a better fit."

She bit her lip hard when he smacked her ass. It was all she needed to send her over the edge. She could taste the metallic copper from where she bit her own lip in trying to subside the pleasure he was giving her.

"I could hunt you down with my eyes closed all i have to do is smell and your foul order will lead me to you in a sty of pigs." She managed to belt out as she recovered enough breath.

 

[Rocket1010]

Jackson knew she was doing her best, calling out loudly, knowing that what she said was an effort to cover her heated lust for him. When he slapped her ass, he felt the familiar tensions in her body and then he felt a gush of her nectar coating his cock. He too felt his climax coming on and he didn't want to stop it.

"In your wildest dreams queen bitch. You've never had a cock like mine," he growled feeling the desire welling up in his cock. He grunted louder, thrusting hard inside her as he felt the sensations growing unbearable in his cock and then he felt his cock spurting a huge load into her cavern.

Listening to her tell him she could hunt him down with her eyes closed made him chuckle as he tried to catch his breath. "Well you should know since you have a bevy of pigs working for you."

Pulling his cock from her, he leaned over her body, breathing a little hard. "I think they bought it Ginger." He could taste the blood on his lip as he kissed her. The kiss was filled with hunger and desire but any encores would have to wait until he returned.

"I want you to scratch my cheek Ginger. It will look more realistic that you were putting up a real struggle." He pulled her off the desk and turned her to him. "Go ahead and do it," he said seeing her hesitation.

 

[Perplexia]

Ginger nodded and lifted her hand in the shape of a claw and swiped his face gouging the skin off his face. Reaching in her drawer she pulled out the jar of pigs blood and splattered it lightly before making streaks of it up and down her legs, and splattering it over her own clothes Placing some in her hair and running some down her face she screamed at him again. "You're right I've never had so little of a cock in my life. I think a bird could have you beat. With that She slammed the drawer extra hard, Slapped her hands together and made a god awful scream as she dropped to the floor. "be safe". she whispered and closed her eyes placing her body at an odd angle on the floor.

 

[Rocket1010]

The pain was more excruciating than he thought it would be when her sharp fingernails dug into his cheek. His hand immediately went up to his cheek and when he pulled it away, he saw blood on his fingers.

He listened to her rant about his cock being like a bird and smiled at her. "You are doing a great job," he whispered. When she slammed the drawer and slapped her hands together, he yelled "Take that bitch."

When she laid on the floor, whispering for him to be safe, he wanted to take her into his arms but he knew he had to leave. "I'll try and you be safe too," he whispered and then he turned walking to the door.

Pulling out his gun, he didn't know what waited for him on the other side of the door. Opening the door quickly he saw a crowd of people and waved his gun in the air. He heard the gasps coming from the crowd when they looked in the office, seeing Ginger on the floor, covered in what they thought was blood.

Waving his gun at the crowd, he saw Raven and Candice near the office door. "You two whores go in there and take care of your queen bitch ...... well what's left of her."

Jackson saw Henry Oldin's men scamper out the front swinging doors and he figured they were going to high tail it to the ranch and tell him what happened. Firing a shot into the ceiling, he looked at the wide-eyed patrons. "You all get out of my way and no one will get hurt."

He walked backwards to the swinging doors, making sure no one tried anything. Once outside, he ran to the stables and saddled up Midnight. "Come on boy we have a lot of ground to cover," he said kicking his hind quarters. As he looked back at the saloon, he wondered how he would ever be able to come back to Ginger. Riding into the dark, he knew he was in love with her.

 

[Perplexia]

She kept her eyes closed as she listened to her lover make his way safely from the saloon. Candice and Raven ran in and screamed in hysterics for someone to get the doctor. The Bartender held up his gun declaring they were closed for the night and sent someone to get the sheriff.

The crowd slowly started to make their way out wanting to see what the doctor said. The Doc soon came rushing into the Saloon with his bag and the whore that had fetched him in hysterics.

He knelt beside her feeling for a pulse and declared she was alive but barely. She could hear the murmurs of the crowd as they left starting their gossip of how Jackson had raped and beaten her half to death and what a fight she had given him he would surly bare a scar for the swipe on his face. She felt her a coat being laid over her ripped dress to help provide her modesty and she was lifted with care and carefully taken to her room where the doc called for hot water and rags.

"All clear miss" Candice whispered in her ear. Raven was already getting her bath ready. Ginger opened her eyes and smiled swinging out of bed and putting the partion up so she could take a bath.

The doc made random comments about how her head was gashed open, and she probably had swelling in brain from the beating he had given her. Once clean she dressed in a night gown and got in bed so the girls could begin the make up for the bruising on her face arm and neck. The doc wrapped a bandage around her head and pulled out some bloody towels from his bag and placed them in a wash basin for Raven to take out of the room.

So far on her end everything had gone according to plan. Her thoughts were with Jackson, if they were to have a future life it would rest on his presentation to Oldin. Of course his men baring witness to the brunt of it should certainly help.

 

[Rocket1010]

Jackson could taste the blood on his lips and the sting of her fresh gouge marks on his cheek as he rode Midnight in the darkness. He hoped everything was going as planned with Ginger and she and her girls were able to pull off the ruse.

His thoughts turned to Henry Oldin and how he would approach the man. He knew the men in the saloon had seen Ginger lying on the floor in what they thought was a pool of blood. They were to sure to tell him of the rift between he and Ginger so that part would be easy. He was more concerned about Oldin wanting more proof that he would be a loyal henchman. To that end Jackson was sure that Oldin would want him to do something special to show his loyalty.

As he passed the path to the old cabin, Jackson decided to spend the night there rather than get to the ranch at a late hour. From where he came, many men and women had been mistakenly shot arriving unannounced.

Walking into the cabin brought back a flood of memories. He looked at the spot on the floor where they had made love during the rainstorm and he wished she was with him now. Laying out his bedroll, he found it hard to sleep, thinking about what he had to do early the next morning.

His eyes fluttered open, seeing the early morning sun shimmering on the wall, knowing it was time to get his part started. Saddling Midnight, he got back on the trail to the Circle "O" ranch, his thoughts on Ginger and how she was doing this morning.

As he approached the canyon where the ranch was located, he saw two figures sitting on their horses on the dirt path. "Morning gents. I'm hear to see Henry Oldin," Jackson said but he already knew they knew that.

"Boss .... boss been waiting for yer," said one of them while the other one had a big smile on his face.

Jackson recognized him as one of the men at the saloon last night. "You sure tore up that bitch last night." He had a huge grin and Jackson knew he had enjoyed the show and more importantly, he thought it was all real.

"Yea she deserved everything I gave her," Jackson replied.

Looking over the spread, he saw the big house, a bunk house, stables, and a couple of other buildings. Everything he saw, he committed memory in case he needed it in the future.

Henry Oldin was standing on the porch, his hands on his hips. Beside him were four men who looked like they hadn't taken a bath in a month. "My boys tell my you roughed up Ms. Ginger's place last night."

"Yup," he answered not wanting to talk about it in front of his men.

"Come on in and tell me all about it over breakfast," the big man said.

Jackson got off Midnight and immediately a young man appeared to take the horse to the stables. "You take good care of him," he said as Midnight whinnied.

As Jackson walked into the huge ranch house, his thoughts were not on Henry Oldin but on his lover, Ginger. He had to find a way to get rid of the big man forever and a plan was starting to formulate in his mind but he needed to know what Oldin wanted of him first.

 

[Perplexia]

When Ginger awoke her hand ran over her swollen lip that she had bitten to avoid moaning the day before with Jackson. She immediately felt a sense of loss waking up without his arms. It had only been a few days yet she felt so drawn to him and knew he was imperative to her happiness.

Her breakfast was brought up to her and she had various visitors through out the day who gasped and whimpered for her ordeal. Evidently the girls had done a magnificant job of her bruises.

While she was alone her mind drifted the recent days with Jackson, and the joy she had felt with him. She hoped he was ok, and wondered how his plan was fairing.

 

[Rocket1010]

When they went into the spacious house, he noticed some servants eyeing him. The dining area was large enough to seat twenty people easily and he saw there looked to be enough food on the table for all of them. But it was only him and Henry Oldin for breakfast.

The big man dove right into the food while Jackson took in the elegance of the room. He had never seen such elegance west of the Mississippi and he was startled when Oldin told him to dive into the food.

During breakfast Henry wanted to know all the details of what happened the night before. He seemed satisfied that his story matched the story told to him by his two henchmen. But then he wanted to know what really happened in Ginger's office. Did he really hit her? Did he rape her like his men told him he had claimed?

Jackson nodded and told him about the fight and how she slapped him and then how she gouged his cheek after he raped her. He could tell Oldin was thoroughly enjoying his description and he seemed to be drooling with excitement.

"God what I wouldn't give to fuck that self-righteous bitch or her favorite whore Candice," he muttered as he stuffed more food into his mouth.

Oldin continued to eat more than any man Jackson had seen and when he seemed to be done, he filled his plate again. "So you want to join up with me? I thought you and miss prissy pants were an item but I see you came to your senses."

"Yea I don't want anything to do with that bitch and her whores," Jackson said and then waited for Oldin's response.

"You sure look like a handy man with a gun and I could use a man like you. But how do I know you are really with me?"

"Just ask your men what happened last night."

"Well I think I want more proof than just a lover's quarrel," he said, his eyes squarely on Jackson.

"It wasn't a lover's quarrel Henry. The bitch promised me one thing and the next thing I know, I'm in the stable pitching shit. That's not what I want to do. I'm good at a lot of things but that is not one of them." He knew Henry was bating him and he was not about to fall into that trap.

"Well we'll see about that," Henry snorted pushing the plate away. "You get settled in and this afternoon me and you along with a few of the boys are going to pay the bitch a little visit."

"What do you think that will accomplish?"

"You're gonna just have to wait and find out now aren't you. Do you have a problem with that?"

Jackson looked at the man. "No problem boss," he said hoping to get on his good side. As he got up from the table he knew Henry had something in mind but he was not going to tell him. A foreboding feeling came over him as he walked out into the morning sunshine wondering what he had in mind. Whatever it was, it was not going to be good.

 

[Perplexia]

Rumor of 'what' Jackson did to Ginger spread far over the town and farms. Over the years Ginger had helped many in her community in one fashion or another and never asked for help or payment in return. The overall consensus when it came to Henry Oldin and his group of deviants was to just lower their eyes and ignore and maybe they'd go away. But by doing that they forced her to hire Jackson who turned on her and now she was suffering the price no woman should.

The town was all but empty as most were out at the Saloon trying to lend a hand where they could. It was heard that Jackson had made his way to Oldin for employment, and knew it wouldn't be too long before the bastard showed his face.

But instead of a building with a group of helpless girls, he had the whole damn town armed and ready if he showed his face at the Silver Lace.

Ginger beamed with pride when she learned the whole town had gathered, but her fear was for Jackson. If the mob got a hold of him he'd be in grave danger.