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She felt him pulling away from her suddenly, a loud voice sounding familiar. Her dress fell down, covering her up as the drunken cowboy spilled to the ground, looking foolish with his cock out. He stood up, his face red in anger.
“The lady said no.” The voice was etched in Samantha’s brain.
“You’s fucking with the wrong stranger. You should have stayed where you was at.” The cowboy pulled his gun, but he barely got it out of his holster before the bullet ripped through his chest, blood spurting from the tiny hole. He slumped to the ground, dead before he even hit it.
Jesse stood holding his smoking gun as the sheriff raced around the corner.
He looked and saw the dead man. “I should have thought it would be you, Jesse. You’ve been trouble since you came into town. Now you’ve gone too far.”
“You should be thanking him instead, Sheriff. Where were you when that man was trying to rape me? Don’t you think he looks a bit foolish with his cock out?” Samantha didn’t think she had said cock in front of the crowd that was already gathering, but there was no gentle way to put it.
The sheriff looked at the dead man, not sure why he didn’t notice it first. Maybe it was that he just didn’t like Jesse, looking for any excuse to put him away. He looked over at the feminine voice that defended Jesse. “You’s the daughter of Doctor Stevens’ nurse?” He had seen her around, strangely walking the streets during the day. Not a very safe place for a good girl.
“Yes, Sir. Now I hope you apologize to this fine man for saving my virtue.” Samantha became the prim and proper farm girl once again.
The crowd was looking at the sheriff.
There was too much violence in the town, and they blamed him for not doing enough. “Yeah, Sheriff. Maybe we should make Jesse the sheriff instead.”
“Now go back to your chores folks. We’ll clean up this scum.” His deputy was already there. “Thanks, Jesse,” he acknowledge curtly. He still thought Jesse was trouble, but this was not the place or time. “You can both go,” trying to dismiss them and break up the crowd.
“My I escort you, ma’am.” Jesse was being the proper gentlemen in spite of just shooting down a man.
“I’d been honored. And safe,” she added. “My name is Samantha, and I owe you a debt of gratitude.”
Jesse hooked his arm into hers as they walked away. “And it’s Sam, and you owe me your innocence if that vermin was correct, and my recollection.”
“Where are you taking me?” She moved close to him, feeling so comfortable and safe. People looked at them as they walked by, the men stepping out of their way in respect. Even the women looked at them differently, Jesse gaining an air of respectability after saving her virtue.
“By the looks of that dress, I better get you something new or people will think I did it. There’s a nice dress shop just around the corner.”
“And how do you know where it is? You have a kept woman?” She suddenly realized that she didn’t know anything really about Jesse.
“I own the saloon next to it and the girls that work for me buy their dresses from the shop.” They turned the corner.
Samantha saw the dress shop, but it was the saloon that caught her eye. Why hadn’t I noticed it before? She must have passed it by a couple of times. Above the front door was the sign spelled out in large gold letters. “Sam’s.” She might have noticed it, but never put it together. “Was that the former owner’s name?”
“Nope. I named it that.” He tightened his grip on her more possessively.
“Got a brother named Sam? Or father?” She quizzed him as they almost reached the dress shop.
“Nope, I named it after you. You gave me good luck.” He paused for a moment. “And a good time.” He could see her blush. “Thought it might bring the good luck back to me.” He looked at her. “And it looks like it has, though I could have imagined a better reunion.”
He held the door open for her to the dress shop, the owner greeting him.
“Hello, Jesse, one of your new girls?”
“No, Bess, this one’s special, only the best for her.” Jesse smiled at Sam.
“I don’t think these dresses are my style, Jesse. I’m just a farm girl.” All of the dresses were tight in the waist and hips, molded over the butt and the tops were low cut, showing lots of cleavage. These were not the dresses that her mother and Belle would expect that Samantha should wear.
“You might think you’re a farm girl, but you got a city girl trying to get out. I seen the way you acted in the railroad car. You were made for this life. And you have a lovely body that shouldn’t be hidden beneath those loose-fitting dresses.”
“You have the nicest figure I’ve seen in a long time and the prettiest face. You don’t have to be a floozy to dress like this.” Bess had seen many of Jesse’s girls, this one was special and she could see it in Jesse’s eyes. “Your name wouldn’t happen to be Sam, would it?”
“Samantha, though I have been called Sam by some.”
“Damn, I knew he didn’t name it after some man. You must have made quite an impression on Jesse. I’ve never seen him quite so taken before. Now, you come over to the dressing room and try on one of these dresses. I think you’ll like the way you look.” Bess ushered Sam away from Jesse as he sat down in a chair to wait.
Bess gave her some silk bloomers and chemise as well as the most beautiful peach dress. It took her a couple of minutes to put it on, having to mold her body into it. Bess helped her latch it up in the back. “Where’s the mirror?” Samantha wanted to see what she looked like before she walked outside.
“It’s out there. You’re going to have to walk out and let Jesse see it if you want to catch a glimpse.” She whispered to Sam. “You’re gonna dazzle him, he ain’t got a chance once he sees you in this.”
Samantha finally got enough nerve to walk outside, feeling strange as she felt her breasts moving as she walked, the gentle swing of her ass, the dress molded to her body. She almost felt as if it was part of her skin instead of covering it. Jesse’s eyes almost popped out of his head when he saw her, whistling loudly.
“Damn. I couldn’t imagine what lay beneath that old dress. Okay, maybe I did have a peek, but never imagined it was that nice. We’ll take it, Bess, in fact she’ll wear it. Put it on my tab and gather up a few more, and she’ll be in tomorrow to try them on. She’s gonna be the finest lady in Sacramento, you make sure she looks it.”
Jesse swept her off her feet and out the door before she could even protest. All of a sudden, men looked at her like they never did before Not ogling her, they dared not with Jesse next to her, tipping their hat as she passed, but she saw it in their eyes, lusting after her. Women grew jealous, pulling their husbands close to them as if she were going to steal them from their arm in a split second. When they entered Sam’s, there was almost a hush that fell over the room, finally Jesse breaking the silence.
“Drinks on the house. Welcome the new madam of Sam’s. Ladies and gentlemen, may I introduce the lovely and talented Sam.” He twirled Sam so everyone could see her, and she did nothing to stop him. Not a hint of shame or embarrassment, almost as if she was born to this life. “Hungry?”
“Starved,” Jesse holding out a chair as they sat in the owner’s booth facing the front door. Two steaks were brought over as well as a bottle of the finest wine, Samantha realizing that she was hungrier than she thought. She almost wolfed the steak down.
“And what does a madam do?” Samantha finally finished the steak. She took another sip of wine, her third glass, already feeling a bit dizzy.
“You just have to make sure the customers are happy.”
“I thought that is what the other girls do?”
“They do, but someone has to make sure they do and take charge when you have a difficult customer.” He hadn’t had much luck with any of the other girls being the madam since he opened, Jesse finding it hard to make another man happy. His only solution was the six-shooter at his side. He looked at Sam, his memory perfect from their brief encounter. He never figured out how she stuck into his head so easily, no other woman had ever done such a thing. Maybe that’s why he came to Sacramento, hoping that he would find her, hoping that she would fulfill his destiny.
“Now, I’m not going to bed down with any of these men. Not for you or any man.” She wasn’t sure what Jesse wanted from her.
“The thought never crossed my mind. In fact, I might become a bit jealous if you did. You know what happens to men that try to force their affections on you, the last man that did it lay in the alley, dead.”
“And what about you,” Samantha saying aloof. “What are your intentions?” She took another drink of wine, trying to hide her nervousness. She knew what she had been searching for all this week. She was hoping that she would run into Jesse again. He treated her differently than all the other men she had met. He treated her as a woman.
“Now, I ain’t gonna lie to you. Ever since that day in the box car I can’t get you out of my mind or the touch of your hand on my cock.” He looked at her, looking into her eyes, seeing if he was scaring her with his truth. It didn’t seem to faze her. “I want you as much as any man had wanted a woman before.”
“You live here?”
It seemed that she changed the subject abruptly. Had I said the wrong thing? “Upstairs, I have a suite of rooms. Very comfortable.”
She suddenly got up, grabbing the rest of the bottle of wine. “Let’s go.”
“Where?” He was confused.
“I want to see if you’re as good with that other gun.” She grabbed his hand, pulling him up from the chair, though it was more Jesse’s eagerness that propelled him behind her. He followed her up the stairs, Samantha swaying her hips, knowing that Jesse’s eyes were following every sensuous swing of her ass. She was going to lose her innocence and it made her wet. She wasn’t sure how she was going to tell her mother and sister that she was going to be a madam of a saloon named Sam’s, but she was more concerned with the thought of losing her maidenhood to Jesse first.
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