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Just The Three Of Us : Western story

What is my fantasy? Hell, that’s easy. I have two really,

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The Gamble : Western story

Move along,” a voice yelled behind him. He slid out of the way, reveling in the noise and confusion. It was like stepping into a different country. Representatives of most of earth’s countries were represented in the crowd.

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Kidnapped : Western story

Jim Sutton gazed over the dry hump of dirt, down at the confusion below. Four men, Mexican bandits by the look of them, were having their way with a slender black-haired beauty. Her horse stood slapping at flies in unconcern. The other horses were ground-hitched near the water hole. He counted silently, pointing at each with his finger. His scalp bristled when he counted five horses all standing together. There were only four men down below. Where was the fifth?

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Handyman Voyeur : Western story

“I hope this will suffice, Mr. Appleton,” Raybeth Carson said, as she stood by the door and pointed inside. “I would appreciate it if you would hang up your gun,” she pointed at a peg on the wall, “we haven’t need one around here in 30 years.

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Squawman : Western story

Lee ducked his head, peeking under a low-hanging branch at the Apache squaw bathing in the river. Normally he left the Apaches strictly alone, they were the fiercest warriors and best trackers on Earth. But this girl had caught his attention and he just couldn’t let it lie. She was beautiful by any standard. He had heard the disdain in the voice of his fellow men, directed at any white man who took a squaw. Squawman, indian lover, they would say. He didn’t care. She was special, light-skinned, shapely and proud. As she finished her bath, she redressed and began fishing. Why she was alone, he couldn’t begin to guess. Maybe she was lost, or possibly she had escaped from another tribe. Maybe she was a holy woman, out on a nameless adventure. In any event she was at least a two-week ride from the nearest Apache encampment.

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Jenny White Feather : Western story

Circa: 6 December 1866 one year after the end of the Civil War.

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One Step From Hell, Addel : Western story

Ransom Miller paddled his fur-ladened canoe around a bend in the Missouri. The river was too wide and too slow to worry about rapids, and sand bars were no problem for the canoe. In fact they made great camping spots. But the underwater logs, whirlpools, and log jams were always a problem. Ransom new better than to be lax. Even though he was nearing Saint Louis, there were still Indians and cutthroats prowling the banks of the waterways. Ransom had nearly lost his life on three different occasions in the past six months. He would not grow…

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The Pervert Of Tombstone : Western story

“He’s asleep,” Brian said as he tiptoed away from the office door. The door had a frosted glass window proudly proclaiming, “President” in large, red letters.

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A Good Deed Never Goes Unpunished : Western story

“Ratabaugh!” an authoritative voice called from behind a dust-covered figure in a leather vest and levis. John Ratabaugh spun around with his hand on his colt. He relaxed when he saw Lieutenant Murphy.

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White Feather : Western story

The War Between The States had just ended when Jenny’s parents decided to leave their failing estate in Georgia. Jenny had just become of marriageable age and was distraught at moving, just as men became interested in her. With the end of the war the sudden influx of marriageable young men thrilled her. She became the center of attention in no time, and had even been the reason for several fights for her attention. Jenny thrilled at all the excitement, her father didn’t.

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