1. Josie in Tombstone


    Date: 9/15/2015, Categories: Historical, Author: billybroadband, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    unchallenged in their rowdiness in Tombstone until the Earp brothers got appointed as peacekeepers. # # # “It was Ike Clanton and Curly Bill who started the row in the Bird Cage in that hot summer of 1881. I was accompanied that night by Johnny, who was soon busy gambling at the Faro table. As the evening progressed, I was at the piano carrying on with one of the actors from a travelling troupe from Kansas City, when I gradually became aware that Ike Clanton was staring at me openly and lewdly. Due to the heat that night, I was wearing my fine yellow dress, which was made of a light cotton weave and open at the bosom, and Ike Clanton had positioned himself so that he could see me quite clearly while also surveying the rest of the bar. I remember that Ike had to petition an elderly couple so that he could claim just that spot at the bar that he and Curly Bill occupied. Each time I glanced in his direction it appeared to me that Ike and Curly Bill were having a contest to see who could look at my tits the longest. There were loud whispers between the men that I could tell were inspired by me. I am used to men being enthralled by my figure, for I have indeed been blessed, but that night the two men were so obvious that I grew offended. Both men were scruffily dressed and dirty, and their swarthy complexions threw me off that night. I do not like unkempt men, or lewd behavior. I looked to the table where Johnny was gambling and it was then I noticed Mr. Earp standing behind ...
    Johnny, observing me. He appeared to be aware of my distress. Once again our eyes met and for the first time I thought I saw a caring solicitousness to Mr. Earp. A raucous laugh came from the two ruffians at the bar, and without even a glance in that direction, Wyatt moved quickly through the bar to stand between myself and the two drunken cowboys. I could not hear what was said, but Wyatt spoke to them in a quietly authoritative voice for several minutes before the men grudgingly got up and left the bar. Wyatt returned to the Faro table without glancing my way again. Johnny was drinking heavily that night and despite his drunkenness he was winning. It was after midnight when I decided to retire for the night. I tried to persuade Johnny to leave with me but he would have none of that, not while his pile of Faro chips was growing. Mildly irritated, I began to take my leave of the Bird Cage when I felt a hand on my arm from behind me. It was Mr. Earp. He said that the streets were rather rowdy that night, possibly due to the full moon, and that he would be honored to walk me to my hotel. I glanced at Johnny, but he had eyes only for his game, and I told Mr. Earp that he was most welcome to escort me. After we left the Bird Cage, I put my arm in Mr. Earp’s, and as we strolled down the boardwalk I could not resist the urge to hug my bosom against Mr. Earp’s arm. A tingle ran through me as I touched Mr. Earp, a thrill that I had not felt in some time. I could feel the strength in him ...
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