Welcome back to another samplesunday excerpt... from a work in progress..The Chosen One... a story of what a inexperience woman needed to do in order to stay alive in the wild west.
“I was on my way to meet the man I was to marry. I’ve been a schoolteacher in a very small town in Tennessee. If I did anything out of
propriety I would have been fired,” Emily rushing her words breathless and with
a quick gulp she continued, “I got no family, my parents died a few years ago,
so I had to behave or I didn’t eat. I swear it’s the truth, please.”
His weight lifted off her. “ Get up, but if you're lying to me, I’ll kill you with my bare hands, you understand.”
She might have been lying about the future husband, but not anything else, so with a almost clear conscience, she said, “I am not lying. I never been with a man.”
“We’re moving, and don’t give me any trouble, or I’ll change my mind about it. Let's go.”
He mounted and pulled her up behind him. She held on as he headed south
again. The three from the stagecoach holdup were already waiting when they
arrived and the camp was already. Soon it would be dark.
“You made it, Jim. How was the girl? Do we get a go at her tonight?”
Shorty asked. Emily 's stomach twisted when she saw him lick his lips in
“Nobody gets a go at her, Shorty. We’re taking her south to, Mac.”
“Now Jim, we always have shared. Why not now you had her? Are you
getting soft for the ladies?” Tex asked wickedly.
“She ain’t like them others, this here’s a virgin and they get top dollar in Mexico. Mac's already got a few girls ready to head that way, so I figure we need to lay low awhile anyway. We’ll just ride down there with him and sell her there. Ever been to a whore auction? Why they strip them girls naked right there, so you can see what you're buying. Take her and tie her over there and remember I’ll shoot the man who touches her.”
Emily would have liked to give them a good fight, but she was too exhausted to even whimper, so she found herself tied the small tree. Thankfully, she thought still remained untouched and in one piece. She had to make an escape, but she knew to try now would be futile, instead she forced herself to sleep.
Waking up to a stiff and sore body Emily's morning came too soon. However, what was worse the being tied to a tree was when she realized the man beside was her fondling her and none to gently as he was groped her left breast. She tried to scoot out of his reach, but was unable to move than a few inches. The man reeked of filth, and when he smiled his mouth was full of rotten stubs of what once must have been his teeth adding to his foul odor. Sickened, Emily closed her eyes for an instant when the disgusting man began to drool.
“I thought no one was to touch me? Does your boss know what you're doing?” Turning her back to him the best she could in attempt to scare him off.
“I ain’t gonna touch you that way, and besides you better be git'ng used to being handled, where your going,” Wiping the drool from he face as he snickered at her.
“Yep, you're gonna like, Mexico just fine. You be on your back and spreading for them banditos' soon enough. Maybe, if you're nice to me I’ll be one of your first customers.”
He was laughing at her as he spoke and he continued, “Why doing me, might just you remind of the good old school boys back home. I sure will look forward to all them new whoring tricks you’ll be learning.”
“Jess, leave the girl be. Now!” Jim yelled.
“Till, Mexico sweetie.” Threatening her as he left.
They couldn't’t be. Could they? Emily, wake up, their going to sell you to a Mexican brothel. As these thoughts ran though her head, Emily felt true fear for the first time in her life. It paralyzed her. So, when the other man Jessie came to get her she clumsily did as he told her. Placing her on the horse behind him the group again rode south.
Riding a few hard hours later they were at a fork in the road. Jim announced, “I got business in the town west of here. You all keep heading south about two miles watch the left side and you’ll see wagon tracks. Mac should be about another mile off the road. I’ll meet you all in the morning. Keep your eye on her or you will answer to me. Now git.”
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Another Day and another super SampleSunday. If you stopped by last week you know we started excerpting from a 'work in progress' that will be published in early January The Chosen One. Here's a little more information about the story.
The synopsis:THE CHOSEN ONE is set in the late 1800's and opens with a stage-coach on its way west being robbed. An unscrupulous bandit man takes notice of Emily, a young woman in her mid-twenty's and decides he can make a profit selling her to a brothel in Mexico. On the journey south his plans for Emily are are interrupted by circumstance beyond his control.
Another man will control Emily's future life. They call him Coyote--a renegade warrior with a wildly fierce and ruthless reputation.
This weeks excerpt: “Everyone out, nice and easy like and maybe nobody gets hurt.’’ The man with the red mask yelled.
The man on the pinto added, “and you two on top, throw them irons down and by quick about it”
Two of the holdup men dismounted and started to roughly pull the stunned travelers outside the coach.
“Lets have your stuff... real slow like.” The man who spoke reeked of booze, dirt, horse, and a month of not bathing.
The cowboy handed over his three dollars and the man holding the bag laughed. “ This work pays better the punching smelly cows all day, cowboy.’’
“Maybe, but you get to live a lot longer.” He answered back.
The gentleman who just got paid for selling a piece of land to the railroad people almost refused. A not to gentle hint with the barrel of the hand-gun pointed at his heart motivated him to hand over the nine hundred dollars to the delight of the outlaws.
Mrs. Fryer panicked and refused to hand her purse over. The second man on foot quickly yanked it from her hand and backhanded her a sound slap across the face. Causing her to fall. Emily the younger woman immediately went to her aid.
“Why you piece of trash! Don’t you see she’s just frightened by you bullies. You had no need to be so rough with her. Here’s mine.,” She threw five dollars in assorted coins at the man causing them to fall to the ground. He greedily bent over and searched the dirt for the few coins. Cursing as he did so.
The one who appeared to be the ring leader came around to see what the fuss was about.
“Shorty, get that strong box and let's get moving. These people are wasting our time and this is penny ante stuff.” Giving orders as he reached them, he eyed Emily.
“Well, well, what do we have here?”
She looked about twenty-three, he figured older than most, but still young enough. A fast buck is a buck. He ever so slowly worked his horse up close to her. He never took his eyes off her. Emily felt the hair at the back of her neck tingle. He moved in between the others and the stagecoach. Leaving her now stuck between the horse and wagon. Large frightened eyes watched as his arm snaked out and he grabbed her by her hair, then yanked her up across his lap and saddle. In an instant he rode riding hard, and headed south. ***
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