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Authors: Pamela Ladner
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said Montana is where the money is then Montana is where they would go.
The cook ’ s wagon rolled up just after dark. Pete led the way carrying a lantern to light the way. Cookie parked the wagon with the tongue pointing north and Pete unhitched the mules so Cookie could get started on supper. “Cookie, did you have more problems with that bad wheel?” “I did, but old Pete helped me fix her right up.” “I was worried about that. When you get a chance, I want you to see if you can put a stitch in Adams face. He got pretty cut up during that stampede.”
Reeves rode off, and Craven soon joined him. Together they circled the cattle. Thirty thousand head of beef was a lot. When they got going on the drive, they stretched for two or three miles. They also had a string of a hundred horses in the remuda.
“What are you thinking on so hard, Reeves ?” “I don’t really know how to explain it, I’m worried about Virginia. I have a gut feeling something bad is about to happen. It’s the same feeling I got when she was born, and later when the Injuns came. I get it every time something really bad happens, Craven . I’m worried about her, because we’re not there to protect her, and Mama made me promise I’d look out for her. What if something happens and I’m not there?” “Don’t fret on it, Reeves . You know Virginia can take care of herself. Hell we taught her how to shoot, ride and fight. The girls got more guts than most men. She’ll be fine.”
Reeves nodded and tried to wipe the bad feeling out of his mind. His gut refused to let it go though. They had maybe a week or two left on this trail and as soon as they were through with it, he was high tailing it back to Chugwater. He learned at a young age to rely on his gut feelings and they’d gotten him out of many a bad scrape. He knew something was wrong. He could feel it in his bones.
Chapter Twelve
Chugwater
Virginia was pulling weeds out of Mrs. Ellen’s garden when Jax got there. He had a lot of wood to chop so he wanted to get an early start. She was down on her hands and knees pulling up the old plants and the weeds that had taken over. It was time to plant a fall garden, so she was going t o be busy a while.
Jax chopped wood, but it took him longer than usual due to the fact he couldn’t seem to take his eyes off the rounded behind of Virginia sticking up in the air. She had a womanly figure underneath those male clothes. He reminded himself that she was too young. Though she was of marrying age, she was still much too young for him. He would do better to find a woman closer in age. Still his body did not want to listen to his head. He grunted in frustration as he swung the axe. He needed a woman and he needed one soon.
The women in the saloon weren’t much to look at and there were only two of them. They were sure to be used up by now, but he had to do something to distinguish his lust for Virginia. She made him crazy. It was Sunday, and most of the town would be heading to church soon, which meant Mrs. Ellen wouldn’t open until later. He would make his excuses for not going to church and slip down to the saloon then.
He glanced at Virginia again. She was leaning back and stretching. Her small breast strained against the fabric of her shirt, and his manhood grew hard. “Awe hell,” he turned his back to her. “Did you say something?” she asked. “ Just talking to myself,” he answered. He tried hard to get a hold on his lust before someone saw the evidence. He worked harder at chopping the woods forcing his muscles to strain and bulge. He chopped wood faster than he ever had before, using his muscles like he
The cook ’ s wagon rolled up just after dark. Pete led the way carrying a lantern to light the way. Cookie parked the wagon with the tongue pointing north and Pete unhitched the mules so Cookie could get started on supper. “Cookie, did you have more problems with that bad wheel?” “I did, but old Pete helped me fix her right up.” “I was worried about that. When you get a chance, I want you to see if you can put a stitch in Adams face. He got pretty cut up during that stampede.”
Reeves rode off, and Craven soon joined him. Together they circled the cattle. Thirty thousand head of beef was a lot. When they got going on the drive, they stretched for two or three miles. They also had a string of a hundred horses in the remuda.
“What are you thinking on so hard, Reeves ?” “I don’t really know how to explain it, I’m worried about Virginia. I have a gut feeling something bad is about to happen. It’s the same feeling I got when she was born, and later when the Injuns came. I get it every time something really bad happens, Craven . I’m worried about her, because we’re not there to protect her, and Mama made me promise I’d look out for her. What if something happens and I’m not there?” “Don’t fret on it, Reeves . You know Virginia can take care of herself. Hell we taught her how to shoot, ride and fight. The girls got more guts than most men. She’ll be fine.”
Reeves nodded and tried to wipe the bad feeling out of his mind. His gut refused to let it go though. They had maybe a week or two left on this trail and as soon as they were through with it, he was high tailing it back to Chugwater. He learned at a young age to rely on his gut feelings and they’d gotten him out of many a bad scrape. He knew something was wrong. He could feel it in his bones.
Chapter Twelve
Chugwater
Virginia was pulling weeds out of Mrs. Ellen’s garden when Jax got there. He had a lot of wood to chop so he wanted to get an early start. She was down on her hands and knees pulling up the old plants and the weeds that had taken over. It was time to plant a fall garden, so she was going t o be busy a while.
Jax chopped wood, but it took him longer than usual due to the fact he couldn’t seem to take his eyes off the rounded behind of Virginia sticking up in the air. She had a womanly figure underneath those male clothes. He reminded himself that she was too young. Though she was of marrying age, she was still much too young for him. He would do better to find a woman closer in age. Still his body did not want to listen to his head. He grunted in frustration as he swung the axe. He needed a woman and he needed one soon.
The women in the saloon weren’t much to look at and there were only two of them. They were sure to be used up by now, but he had to do something to distinguish his lust for Virginia. She made him crazy. It was Sunday, and most of the town would be heading to church soon, which meant Mrs. Ellen wouldn’t open until later. He would make his excuses for not going to church and slip down to the saloon then.
He glanced at Virginia again. She was leaning back and stretching. Her small breast strained against the fabric of her shirt, and his manhood grew hard. “Awe hell,” he turned his back to her. “Did you say something?” she asked. “ Just talking to myself,” he answered. He tried hard to get a hold on his lust before someone saw the evidence. He worked harder at chopping the woods forcing his muscles to strain and bulge. He chopped wood faster than he ever had before, using his muscles like he
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