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The Untamed ( Katy1008 & CrimsonMaster )

Although the thought of keeping Katie as a trophy of their day here was an interesting one Jack already knew the answer. He & Victor had already talked about Katie and Victor wanted her gone....but as he pointed out if she should stay they would give her a job at the whore house. Once Berk fixed himself he stood next to the horses watching Katie's face as he drank from the bottle. Lopez when back into the house....then after a few moments he returned holding a thumb up into the air.....this was the sign that everything was ready for what Jack had planed for the finish. Jimmy was pounding Katie hard....his cock had stretched her asshole open beyond what Martin had done too her.....but things would only get worse....if that was possible after what they had already done too Katie today.

Jimmy began moaning with each savage thrust....then his moans turned into even louder groans until he pulled her backwards hard. He held her tightly as his cock was buried balls deep inside of her ass. Then after another loud....long groan Jimmy released his cum into Katie's ass. Filling her very bowels with loads of his hot cum. His body jerked a few times.....then he fucked her a few times more just to make sure every drop of his cum was out.
 
Katie tried to push herself up off the dirt but she simply didn't have the strength. The forward thrust alone exerted by Jimmy made the task impossible. And so she had finished up on her knees, ass high, but her upper body was resting on her forearms, her fingers reaching out and grasping in the dirt. If she had been on a bed at that moment, she would have been grabbing hold of handfuls of bedding. All she had now was dust and straw.

She heard Lopez's question to Jack and if it were possible she felt her heart sink. Jack had told her this would be it. Jimmy would be the end of it. She didn't hear Jack answer. Maybe her own cries r those now coming from Jimmy had drowned it out. Maybe... Please God.

As Jimmy became more aggressive, more deliberate and as he grunts and groans became louder, Katie began to guess what was about to happen. But she had no idea what to expect. She had no expectation of what cum shooting into her ass was going to feel like. But for the... She'd lost count of how many times it was now... She tried to brace herself. But it was difficult with how Jimmy was impaling her. And the. He yanked her back harder that ever before and held her still. And then she felt it... And she heard a long lound moan come out of her mouth as well as Jimmy's. Again it sounded like they were climaxing together.

When he was done, he pushed her off him unceremoniously with enough force that she finished up sprawled full length in the dirt. Katie didn't move. She lay there exhausted. Her sweat and cum covered body now gathering dirt. But she was beyond caring. She just wanted them gone so she could look after Martin.
 
Jack looked at Lopez then nodded his head.....seeing this Lopez disappeared back into the house again. Jack slowly walked over to Katie as she laid belly down in the dirt.....he looked down on her as he hovered above. " Well Katie......you kept you end of our deal......and I'll keep mine. " Jack said as he looked up seeing Lopez had come out of the house holding the special branding iron made for times like this. The Crenshaw's marked women with a special brand just as they did with their cattle. This was a sign that the women wearing this mark belonged to them. It was a small circle surrounding the letters CW....which stood for Crenshaw's Whore.

Jack placed his left boot on to the middle of Katie's back so she couldn't get up. Then Lopez came from from behind her.......the small circle " CW " brand was glowing red hot. Lopez had put the branding iron into the fireplace where Katie did all of her cooking and since she & Martin had just finished lunch the fire was still burning. With a wicked grin on his face Lopez looked over at Jack. " We're gonna leave you with a little gift.....something that you'll always remember us by. " Jack added then he nodded again as Lopez press the hot metal against Katie's right ass cheek branding her like cattle. Lopez pulled the brand away then they all looked at the mark left behind on Katie's ass.

" Okay boys.......lets go! " Jack's orders were followed quickly as they climb onto their horses. Jack reached into his vest pocket......he pulled out two new $50 gold pieces then tossed them on the ground where Katie laid. " Just a little something for a job well done honey......if you wish to stay we'll give you a job at our whore house. " Jack said then tipped his hat.....he turned his horse around then joined the others who were already running off all the cattle & horses.....but as ordered they left one horse which was saddled and tied to a tree.

Somewhere during the time that Katie was being fucked by Berk....then by Jimmy.....Martin died still tied to the oak tree.
 
Three days after her world was broken into a thousand pieces, Katie was ready to leave. she had no real idea how she had managed to function, how she hadn't simply turned one of the hand guns on herself. When the Crenshaw's and their hired help had left Katie had crawled in the dirt over to her husband only to find him dead. He had died alone while his wife fucked four men only feet away and she wasn't sure she would ever forgive herself for that. Somehow and she literally did not remember how, she had dragged his body inside the house and had managed to get him onto a bed where she had covered him with a blanket. She had then at sometime after drawn herself a bath...as hot as she could make it and she had scrubbed herself with a brush until her skin was raw. Scrubbed her entire body except one spot which was simply too tender. She had used a mirror to find out what had been burned into her skin but did not immediately understand it. The following day she had picked up the gold coins from the dirt. She had stood and silently wept. Coins which were the proof of her sins. She had whored herself in front of her dying husband and this was her payment. The Crenshaw's had turned her into a whore. And suddenly the branding made sense.

She had allowed herself some time to physically heal...at least to the extent that she could walk and sit without pain. She had packed up some possessions - clothes, jewellry that Martin had bought for her - and had filled two saddle bags. She had no idea where she was going or what she was going to do. She knew she had to get away from victorville and the Crenshaw's. And she knew that one day she would have justice... Revenge...was there a difference. She slipped her rifle into the saddle holster, making sure she packed plenty of shells. She adjusted Martin's gun let so it sat on her hips but in the end she decided that having to draw the gun from here would ake too long. She was no gunfighter. She decided to keep the revolver in her pocket. She took food to last her a few days...enough time to find another town.

And so now on a grey morning, she sat on her horse dressed in pants and a shirt, and stared at the house, tears silently falling again. This wasn't how it was supposed to ave been. She whispered an apology. To Willam. To her beloved Martin. She pulled a small box of matches from her pocket. Hesitated for a moment, took a final look, and then purposely struck one and tossed it. The paragon oil she had spread liberally around and throughout the house caught light. She watched for a brief moment as everything her life had been to that point began to go up in smoke, including the body of her husband. And then she turned the horse and kicked him into a trot...and then a canter. Heading towards an unknown future and away from a ruined past.
 
2 YEARS LATER.

Early spring 1885. Jack along with Jimmy and a few others feeling invincible robbed a Wells/Fargo Stage of a Federal payroll, killing the paymaster and his wife after raping her. Federal Warrants were issued to bring them in dead or alive,but there were few men who could do such a job. Federal Judge Clark knew one man who could get the job done and would do so no matter the cost.

Late spring 1885 the Federal Court House in Tucson, Arizona. A tall man walks out putting papers into his inside coat pocket, standing 6 feet 2 inches and 210 lbs he is a well built man. His black clothes made him look like a preacher, but the colt 1873 revolver he wore on his hip told a different story, his name is JP Wright United States Marshal. JP stopped for a moment....he looked at a wanted poster on the outside of the court house...it was a very pretty woman with a price on her head. The offer was $2,500 dollars....but since she hadn't down anything against the United States JP wouldn't bother with her.

He climbs onto his horse as another man comes up to him. " Marshal Wright......I hear that you're going after Black Jack Crenshaw.....Will you be needing a posse? " Wright looked at this new young Marshal as he spoke. " No. I work alone boy. " JP said as he wheeled his horse around then headed out of town.

Early Summer 1885. Marshal Wright reaches the town of Barstow, California. He rides into town and dismounts his horse at the Dry Gulch Saloon, the noise can be heard from the street. Marshal Wright after tying up his horse pulls his double barrel shotgun from the horse and walks into the saloon, as he steps in the place goes dead silent, all eyes are now on him. He slowly walks over to the bar, the men stand there move away giving him room to stand. The bartender comes down. " Well hello JP......it's been a long time old friend. " He said which made JP smile. " Yes it has Charlie. I need a room and some food. Oh and give me some of that good whiskey you have behind the bar." Charlie laughs as he puts a bottle and glass on the bar. " The only room I have left is the front suite, it's big enough for two and even has a bath tube. I'll have one of the girls get it ready for ya, get the bath ready also." Charlie said as JP nodded his head." Okay, I'll wait over there at that table. " JP added then he took a long look around the room....each face had fear written all over it " Good, I'll send over some food right quick. " Charlie said as he went to get one of the girls to get the room ready.

JP picks up the glass and bottle then walks over and sits down at the table, he laid the shotgun on the table as everyone in the room watched him quietly. He grabbed the bottle opened it and poured some whiskey into the glass, he took a sip while waiting for his food, it had been a long trip and he was hungry as well as tired. JP was a legend in the west....most people knew about him and that he was a man of justice. JP knew many of the great lawmen of the west.....and he would ride with them every so often. Men like Bat Masterson......Wild Bill Hickok.....Pat Garrett.....and Wyatt Earp & his brothers. JP was friend with them all.....and they were a damn fine group pf lawmen.
 
It was late when Katie rode the big grey gelding into town. Dusk had just about fallen, the shops were long finished doing business for the day and the sidewalks were all but deserted. Even the workers from the soon to be opened railway depot had arrived either at home or had hung their hats at one of the local saloons. Katie rode the horse at a walking pace down the main street towards the livery, cautiously alert to her left and right. She was tired. Dusty. Hungry. And bone tired. She had been on the trail for what seemed like forever, riding steadily from Hardyville in Arizona, nearly 140 miles away from Barstow. More than anything else she wanted a good dinner cooked by somebody else, a long hot bath, and a warm soft bed. 
Arriving at the livery, she dismounted, removed her rifle and saddlebags, handing the liveryman a silver dollar and asking him to take good care of her mount. Then she headed out onto the street. With any luck, she could get the meal, the bath and the room in the same place. 

 It had been nearly a year since she had been in Barstow but apart from the new railway depot built for the arrival of the Santa Fe railway, very little had changed. Barstow had been the first place she had come to rest after leaving Victorville. After leaving her life behind. And this was the closest she had been to Victorville since then. It was only 35 miles away but it was also quite literally a life time away. The Katie who rode into Barstow that day was not the same woman who rode in now. Sometimes the cracks might still be visible, if you knew what to look for, but she had been quite successful in putting herself back together. But it had taken time. 

She walked up to the entrance of the Dry Gulch Saloon noting the good looking horse tied up outside. It was noisy but it didn't look dangerous. She was cautious when it came to saloons; and even more cautious when it came to saloon owners. She hesitated at the doors, made a final check, and then she stepped inside. Keeping her head down a little, her hat tilted forward, she walked up to the bar attempting to maximise her anonymity and minimise her visibility. She was sure that someone at least would have noticed her entry; it wasn't an every day thing for a non-working girl to enter a saloon and when one did the assumption was that she probably was working! The way she was dressed and the fact that she was carrying a winchester tended to suggest something different and Katie had found that at least initially it was often better to keep eye contact to a minimum. 

Once at the bar, she looked up at the bartender and smiled. 
"How are you Charlie"
She saw the recognition appear in his eyes followed by the smile. It had been a long time but she had stayed in Barstow a long time after first arriving. And one of the reasons she had managed to put herself back together was the man now stood in front of her.
"I don't believe it... Katie." He stepped out from behind the bar and gave her a great big hug, lifting her feet off the ground a little. She hugged him right back.  When he let go and returned to tending bar, he didn't even have to ask what she wanted to drink. She dropped the coins on the bar and the whiskey was placed in front of her. 
"What are you doing here? After all this time? Can I get you anything?"
"A room, dinner and a bath"
The smile disappeared off Charlie's face.
"Aw Katie... I literally just rented out the last one." He pointed over to a table. Katie turned and looked to where he pointed. She saw a big man sat comfortably, a rifle across the table in front of him, and he was staring right back at her. He was a well built man, but at that moment, what Katie took most notice of was the five pointed silver star pinned to his chest. Just what she needed! Katie was more than aware of the fact that she was wanted by the law. Experience suggested that for the most part though, law men rarely seemed to take much notice of her. The bigger danger was bounty hunters. And with more than $2000 on her head, she was a profitable catch. That being said, she did as much as she could to avoid the law men as much as the bounty hunters. She sighed, turned back to the Charlie. 
"Great! Is there any where else in town I might be able to get a bed at least, but preferably with the option of dinner and a bath? Another hotel? Local guest house? Anyone with a spare room even?" she pushed the empty shot glass forward indicating she wanted a refill.  
 
JP had finished with his dinner long ago.....now he was enjoying the best whiskey Charlie had. He had removed his wide brimmed black hat which sat on the table and he was sitting there just shuffling a deck of cards. JP noticed this rough looking woman who slowly came in...at first he couldn't see her face until she looked at him....then he knew who she was. A year ago Mathew first saw that wanted poster of Katie Brooks. Back then the reward was only $200 dollars...now a year later she was worth much more. But JP being a United States Marshal only went after those who broke Federal crimes....and Katie never did that.

Charlie filled Katie's glass again the he leaned forward. " Katie.....that's JP Wright......he's a United States Marshal......he isn't looking for you.....in fact he could help you. " Charlie said as he placed the cork back into the bottle. " I've known JP for years......he's a good man......a man who believes in justice. " Charlie added then he asked what he could get Katie too eat. From where JP sat he could see that this woman knew Charlie and it seemed quite well since he came around the bar to hug her. She was a fine looking woman even with her rough looking outside...this brought a smile to JP's face then he looked down at the cards he was still shuffling.
 
Katie sipped her second shot and shook her head.
"Your insane Charlie. You think I'm gonna trust a federal law man not to take me in just because of a legal technicality. If nothing else it gets him an easy $2000..."
"$2500"
"What?"
"$2500." He noticed the exasperated look on her face. "hey, I didn't put it up. If you insist on going around and dispensing your own form of justice against all these powerful..."
"They're not powerful. They might be strong. They might think they're powerful. But that doesn't give then..."
"They're powerful enough to get local sheriffs and judges to think about their own re-elections. You're an easy target." He watched as she emptied her glass for the second time. She pushed it towards him. He hesitated, saw her 'insisting' look and reluctantly he filled it again.
"Is your stew as good as it used to be?" Charlie smiled, nodded and disappeared for a moment as he passed the order to the kitchen staff. In his absence, Katie looked at the Marshall using the huge mirror mounted behind the bar. When Charle returned, she kept her gaze on Wright.
"What makes him different to any other lawman, Charlie? Usually, there definition of justice is dependent on who their paymaster happens to be."
 
Charlie went to the kitchen got a bowl of his famous stew then brought it back to where Katie stood at the bar. He slipped the steaming bowl of food in front of her as she asked what made JP different from other lawman. " Honey.....JP doesn't care about money......he never did. " Charlie dropped his head letting out a deep long sigh. He then told her JP's life story...how when JP was a cavalry officer fighting in the civil war his young wife was brutal raped and murdered by an outlaw ex Confederate Officer Named Major Bartholomew “ Bart “ Taylor.....also known as Butcher Bart. This outlaw had been hunted by both side during the war....and kept on the run well after the war ended. Bart & his men were hunted down finally when JP teamed up with a Union cavalry Colonel named Thomas Harper who was also hunting this man for raping his own wife.

Charlie continued the story after Taylor's death....he told how JP went out west looking to rebuild his life alone. He told how JP became a gambler for a short time....then he took a job as a Town Marshall. JP had spent a few years at that job until he was offered a job as United States Marshall which JP took. " Katie I know JP better then I know my own brother.....if he wanted you he would have made his move already. " Charlie said as he poured Katie another shot. " No offense Katie.....but JP only hunts the big fish......he doesn't worry about the little ones. " Charlie added as he placed teh bottle back down on the bar.
 
Katie sat down on one of the tall stools at the end of the bar and tucked in as Charlie gave her Wright's life story. The first mouthful reminded her just how hungry she was but throughout his monologue Katie periodically checked out Wright in the mirror. When Charlie had finished, she stared at him for a moment, then put down her spoon and wiped her mouth on her napkin. then she shook her head

"Charlie, I trust you with my life... Hell but for you I wouldn't have a life, but I don't know... What's he doing here? Is it just a happy coincidence that I happen to walk into town at the same time as him? And if he really wants to help me out maybe you could persuade him to give up that last room." She picked up her refilled glass, smiled and toasted Charlie a silent thank you before emptying it in one mouthful. as she put the glass back on the bar, she couldn't help but look at the Marshall again.
 
Charlie listened as Katie spoke....he understand why she was worried about JP....but he knew if JP was after Katie he would have taken her by now. Being a bartender Charlie hears things.....things that some people wouldn't want him too hear. Charlie poured Katie another shot...then leaned closer. " Okay......I'll tell you what I heard from a couple of ranch hands who were in yesterday.....JP is after Jack & Jimmy Crenshaw for robbing the stage of the Federal payroll and killing the paymaster then raping & murdering his wife. " Charlie said setting the bottle back down....Charlie had too leave Katie and take care of some customers.

JP was no longer paying any attention too Katie at the bar. He was quickly messing around with the cards. There was a time when JP made a living playing poker...his thoughts of the past brought a sad smile too his face.
 
At the mention of the Crenshaw’s, Katie positively shivered. Her eyes narrowed for a moment and a thousand pain-filled images flashed across her mind. Charlie was probably the only person in the world who would have recognized any reaction in her at mention of Jack and Jimmy. He had been there when she was ridden into Barstow two years before. He had broken through barriers that she had fixed so firmly in place as much for self-protection as anything else. He had been there when she had broken for a second time and he had been the first ... the only person... to this point to have heard every sordid painful detail of what happened on a summer afternoon at a place just outside of Victorville. Charlie knew what went through Katie’s mind at the mention of the names. He put the bottle down slowly, hesitated and then disappeared.

Katie took a deep breath. She looked down at her glass, but wasn’t really seeing it. Charlie had never led her wrong. In some of the early days, she had thrown a lot of crap in his direction; lashed out at him, simply because he was there. Despite her telling him a hundred times to leave her alone, he never did. And he never seemed to expect anything in return. He had never been anything other than a friend to her. She turned around slowly and looked at JP Wright, sat shuffling cards. She was conscious that she still had to find somewhere to sleep for the night and she still wanted a bath, but maybe that could wait. If the Crenshaw’s were thought to be nearby and if Wright was here to try and arrest them, Katie wanted to make sure she was there to see it. She wanted to be at their trials every single day. She wanted to watch them hang. But if the chance presented itself, she had recognized a long time ago that if needs be she would more than happily that she would kill them herself and save whatever town or city the expense. She reached over the bar and picked up two clean shot glasses, picked up the bottle and walked over to Wright’s table.

“Marshall.” She put the glasses down and poured scotch into both of them. But for the moment, she remained standing. “My name is Katie Brookes, but I suspect you... might already know that. Charlie tells me you might... help me. Apparently you took the last room. I was wondering... whether you might be willing to... give it up. It’s been a while since I slept in a half decent bed and...” she stepped back a little, held out both hands to the side of her. “...as you can see, I don’t exactly look my best right now.”
 
While JP was shuffling the cards his mind was in the past....he was thinking about his early days when he came out west. How many saloons had he been in.....how many gambling houses had he taken a seat in? JP couldn't even remember anymore....that was so many years ago and so much else had happened in between those years that most of that part of his past was gone. Even his own beautiful wife was nothing more then a faint memory....and even thought that would seem cold....it was better for JP to forget about his losses.

JP was counting the cards in the deck when he heard someone speaking too him. He looked up seeing that the young woman who had been talking with Charlie was now standing before him. JP watched as Katie poured scotch into two glasses....he laid the deck on the table just in front of him. He sat back into his chair listening to what Katie had to say.....when she had finished speaking JP reached acrossed the table taking one of the glasses.....then he downed the shot in one gulp. " Sit down Katie. " JP said as he sat the glass back down on the table. " I'll not give up my room.......but it has two beds.....you can have the second bed if you don't mind sharing the room. " JP added....but he wasn't sure if he agreed with Katie when she said " I don't exactly look my best right now " she maybe covered in the dirt & dust from the trail.....and she may have a rough looking exterior.....but Katie was still a fine looking woman.

" I've seen many of today's female outlaws......Belle Star.....Cattle Katie.....Pearl Hart......but honey.....even as you are now......you're a damn sight prettier then all of those women put together on their best day's. " JP said as he pushed the now empty shot glass back towards Katie.
 
She smiled and sat down slowly. Having sat down she drank her one shot and then refilled both and pushed one back in the direction of the Marshall. She sat back in her own chair studying him. He would have been perhaps in his early 40s but there was no denying that he looked good. Strong. A little weather-beaten maybe but perhaps that had at least a little to do with the hand history had dealt him.

"That is hardly a gentlemanly position to take Marshall. And it would make akin a bath somewhat... inconvenient to us both." Katie was smirking a little. She knew she had no real right to ask, let alone any right to expect the man to give up his room to someone he had never met. "And I would not describe myself as a 'female outlaw'. I haven't had the pleasure of meeting any of those ladies and so I cannot tell how much of a compliment your comment might be. But I thank you for it."
 
JP reached out pulling the shot glass back towards him. He listened carefully to what Katie had too say and it was obvious that she never stayed in the suite before. " The bath is in a separate room.....so there will be no trouble. " JP said while smiling at Katie.....he was impressed with her....he didn't know why she was wanted and he was sure that it must have been a sad story to push her this way in life. JP downed the second shot then once again pushed the empty glass towards Katie. " We'll cut the cards too see who gets the tube first......high card wins. " JP said as he picked the deck of cards up.....shuffled them again then laid the deck in between he & Katie.

JP moved his hand over the cards picking up a few then letting a couple drop back on the deck.....he flipped the remaining cards in his hand over showing A 7 of clubs. JP then laid those cards onto the table and waited for Katie to pick her card.
 
"Maybe you should keep the bottle." She refilled his glass, but not her own this time, and eased both it and the bottle back across the table. "You want to do a high card draw on that.. " katie laughed and reached out her hand to the deck of cards. "Definitely not a gentleman." Staring at him, she cut the deck. Looked. Showed him the card and smiled. "Sorry, Marshall. Just lucky I guess."

At that moment Charlie appeared at the table to take away the dirty dishes from Wright's meal earlier on.

"Can I get you folks anything else?" it was a simple polite question but there was a strange - at least as far as Katie was concerned - somewhat stupid grin on his face.

"No Charlie. Thank you." Katie was a little pointed in her reply but she want really angry with him. "except apparently you need to draw two baths!"

Charlie kept smiling. "Not a problem. I can get the first sorted now and if you'd just let me know when you're ready for the second."
 
JP stared at Katie when she remarked about about him not being a gentleman.....it was obvious that she was teasing him in someway. After his wife's death JP never got close to any other women....in fact he made a point to stay away from them. It wasn't that he didn't like women.....he just didn't feel right at the time....then as the years passed it just became easier to keep to himself. JP took the bottle that Katie passed to him then poured another glass. He watched as Katie cut the deck of cards and pulled out a queen of hearts....this made him chuckle. He had been beaten in lack of the draw by a pretty female outlaw.....even if she didn't think that of herself.

JP asked Charlie to make sure his horse was taken to the stables for the night....given extra oats and for his saddle bags and rifle brought up too the room. Charlie agreed too take care of everything...then JP grabbed the bottle....his glass and his shotgun. " Well Katie.....shall we go upstairs and get ready for bed? " JP asked as he stood up from his chair.....he looked down at Katie waiting for her answer.
 
Katie hesitated in the chair for a moment, and she smiled to herself. When she pushed her chair back and stood up, she looked at JP.

"You know Marshall, it's a damn good job I don't have a reputation to worry about. If I did, you would ave just ruined mine." She looked at Charlie. "And you can stop grinning like a Cheshire cat too." with that she took the room key off him and headed up the stairs, picking up her saddlebags from where she ad left them at the end of the bar as she left.
She really wasn't that concerned about what people thought of her... at least not what strangers thought. She wasn't looking to keep a reputation in order to get married or in order to make sure her children were not disadvantaged. And as to her sexual morality, she knew that many regarded her behaviour as inappropriate for a woman. She had not made loved to any man after her husband's death. Martin was in that sense her first and only lover. It had taken more than a year after that afternoon at the hands if the Crenshaws before she had engaged in sex. Now she used sex to gain advantages and it was true to say that she was increasingly finding herself able to enjoy that gratification.

She climbed the stairs and found the suite, aware of JP following her. The suite door was open and the hotel staff where finishing drawing the bath. She dropped her saddlebags on one f the beds, pulled out a nightshirt and headed for the bathroom in the suite.
"I'll be as quick as I can, Marshall."
 
JP watched as Katie stood up from her chair.....he even chuckled when she told Charlie to stop grinning like a Cheshire cat. Charlie gave JP a wink of his eye and nodded towards Katie as she walked away. It would seem that Charlie was trying to play matchmaker between these two people that he called friends...he knew how lonely they both were and how much alike.

While JP following Katie up the stairs.....Charlie sent one of kitchen staff too make sure JP's horse was taken care of and pick up his things. As JP moved along behind Katie he couldn't help but notice how her ass swayed from one side to the other while she walked. Maybe this was how she always walked....or maybe it was something she picked up over the last 2 year....but it was damn sexy too see her hips moving that way.

" Take your time Katie......I'm in no rush. " JP said as he laid his shotgun on the nightstand next to his bed. He removed his black coat which was where the warrants were kept. JP undid his gun belt then laid it over the head board of the bed so that his pistol was easy to get to. It wasn't long before a young man brought up his saddlebag and his rifle....JP tripped the young lad and placed the bag on the table in the room. He laid his rifle against the wall near his bed.....JP then sat down removing his boots. JP took his red vest off then removed his black tie and unbutton his shirt leaving it open and pulled out from his pants. JP sat down at the table and poured himself another shot while he waited for Katie.
 
Katie watched the Marshall as he seemed to act very much out of habit. A set regular routine that never varied, no matter what the hotel or what the town. Placement of the rifle. Removal of the boots, vest, tie... Katie smiled to herself and then broke out of daze, thankfully before Wright spotted her just standing there watching him. Laying her own rifle on the second bed, she took out a clean nightshirt and disappeared into the bathroom which was already humid from the hot water which had been poured into it by Charlie’s staff.

She closed the door behind her and as she stripped off she couldn’t help but smile. Charlie had had proper feminine scented soaps, and talcs and creams and perfumes delivered to the room and laid out on the cabinet at the far side of the room. Once she was undressed and having folded her dirty clothes into a pile ready to be taken to the laundry in town, she padded across the room and founded something nice to pour into the water. Tentatively at first she climbed into the tub, hissing a little through clenched teeth, lowering herself down until the water almost covered her shoulders. Damn but it was hot. It took a few moments for her skin to adjust to the heat during which time she barely moved. Gradually she began to move her arms slowly, then a little more. Part of her considered simply closing her eyes and relaxing, but that would hardly be fair to the man outside. “My God” she thought. “A man outside my bathroom... a man I’ve only just met.” She shook her head and smiled to herself. She really didn’t care. The only people she was accountable to nowadays was herself and her friends. And she had very few people she could call a friends. Charlie was perhaps the most important and he had practically gone out of his way to set this situation up.

An hour later, she opened the door from the bathroom, walking from a cloud of steam. The smell of the soap and perfume immediately filled the main room. Marshall Wright was still in exactly the same position as when she had disappeared into the bathroom. She wasn’t sure whether he was annoyed at how long she had taken but she decided to cover her bases just in case.

“Apologies Marshall. That’s the first bath I have had for a very long time. I hope I haven’t made you wait too long.”

As she spoke, she walked over to her bed, placed the pile of dirty clothes down next to it on the floor and then climbed into the bed sitting with the covers up to her waist, he knees up and her arms wrapped around the blankets in front of her calves.

“I’m sure Charlie will get the fresh water brought up before you know it.”
 
JP was a patent man.....he knew that woman loved being pampered and even a woman like Katie who rode the tails of the west would need time to relax & enjoy what Charlie had sent up for her. " That's quite alright Katie......I'm in no hurry. " JP said as he kicked back another shot. " And please......call me JP......it's less formal. " JP added as a couple of women knocked on the door then entered....they quickly went into the bathroom working to clean it and change the water. It took them only 10 minutes to get the bathroom ready for JP too use then they left the room.

JP stood up from the chair.....he removed his white shirt exposing his powerful chest & strong arms. It become very clear that JP wasn't use to sharing a room with a woman.....he didn't even think about Katie being in her bed when he dropped his pants then stepped out. Something else that became clear was that JP didn't wear underwear as his bare ass was there for Katie to see until he turned around showing off a huge cock which was hanging between his legs. It was long & thick.....maybe 8....9......or even 10 inches in length.

JP soon disappeared into the bathroom where he spent about 15 minutes until he came out with a towel wrapped around his waist. He moved over sitting down on his bed then grabbed his one of his boots then started cleaning them with a rag from the bathroom.
 
Katie found herself staring again, transfixed by the man, by the way he moved and by the way he looked. Strong arms. Broad shoulders and a powerful chest. There were battle scars too. Katie thought there were at least two clear bullet wounds, one which seemed to go through his upper arms, with a scar on both the entry and exist, and one just below his shoulder. She opened her mouth to ask him about them but then decided not to. He really didn't seem to care that she was there. In fact he acted as if she were invisible. For a moment Katie couldn't help but wonder what that said about her. Invisible?! Easily forgotten!?

And then he turned around. She couldn't help it. Her gaze was drawn down. She knew she had never seen a bigger man in her life. And he wasn't even aroused at that moment. By the time she realised what she had seen, the Marshall was gone and the door was closed behind him. Still a little wide eyed and opened mouthed she climbed out of bed and poured herself a nightcap before returning to her bed and this time settling herself down.

When JP emerged, again the smell of clean filled the main room.

"That was quick. I trust you didn't feel you needed to hurry on my account"
 
JP looked up at Katie when she spoke to him.....he smiled at her while still cleaning his boots. " I'm a creature of habit Katie......I'm not use to having people around me....sorry if I embarrassed you when I was walking around naked. " JP said as he finished with one boot then placed it down picking up the other one. Everything that JP did was planned out....he knew from the time he got up....to the time he went to bed what he would be doing and when he would be doing it. JP wasn't always this way....in fact during his younger days he was reckless....but that changed although he still had moments where he could get reckless.

Once JP was finished with his second boot he laid the rag onto the floor near his shinning boots then he laid down on his bed stretching out which made his towel move exposing part of his massive cock. " So where are you headed too Katie? " JP asked as his head turned towards her.
 
Katie smiled. "You didn't." She watched him again as he cleaned the second boot. Everything deliberate, rehearsed, preplanned. She had this incredible desire to want to get him to do something different, out of the ordinary but... Not something you do with someone you have only just met.

She turned over on to her side, fluffed up her pillows and crooked her right arm under her head. "I... I was headed to Victorville... Unfinished business but... Well maybe the business has come to me. Charlie says you are looking for Jack and Jimmy Crenshaw. I don't suppose you would let me tag along... Please"
 
JP looked over at Katie when she turned onto her side.....he listened to her as she talked about having unfinished business in Victorville and that Charlie told her that he was looking for Jack & Jimmy Crenshaw. JP turned over onto his side so he could look at Katie more clearly. " I am looking for them....but they're not coming here.....they're hold up at the Crenshaw Ranch....but that isn't going to stop me from getting them. " JP said as he propped up his head with his arm....he didn't realize that by turning over his cock was showing more now.....the towel had opened and his huge dick was sticking out almost pointing at her.

" Well Katie......I usually work alone.....it's safer that way.......but I guess there's no harm in letting you ride with me. " JP added with a wide smile to his face....he found Katie to be very pleasant...and very attractive. His eyes were soaking in every part of her body......she was a damn fine woman....too fine to be out west when she could be living the good life back east.
 
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