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Post by Esperanza on Sept 11, 2012 18:07:42 GMT -8
"My dear Lady Hope," he looked at Esperanza closely. "do not presume you know me or presume how I perceive you or any woman. I am first and foremost your friend. I do not pay for the services of women. I also do not turn down the services of women," he shrugged and resumed looking at her. "On the contrary, I have the utmost respect for you."
"I was not speaking of you," she grumbled. Even he didn't understand, not that it mattered. She frowned as their bouncer picked a fight with someone.
He was interrupted by the disruption of the brute Magowan removing a small China man and watched as the little slant eyed fellow made good use of Magowan as a punching bag and returned to the poker tables.
"There are all kinds in this world, is there not?" he chuckled refilling their glasses.
"Si, many strange things." Esperanza watched the little man with appreciation. "There are not many who can take down Magowan. He looks like a Chinaman, I wonder what he is doing here?" It was as unusual to see a Chinese in the saloon as it was an Indian.
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Post by anskee5 on Sept 26, 2012 0:11:25 GMT -8
Quiet now for several minutes he sipped his drink and watched her.
"Is it that Prince of a man that owns the Harte Ranch that you yearn for?" he asked her. "He is a striking man. Handsome, decent and honest. Three traits I wished I bore, than perhaps I could steal your heart and steal you away from this wretched place and your demonic boss and his big henchman, who just got his ass kicked by a lowly Chinaman," he chuckled. "Even you must admit, that's funny."
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Post by Esperanza on Sept 27, 2012 23:23:50 GMT -8
"Is it that Prince of a man that owns the Harte Ranch that you yearn for?" he asked her.
Esperanza shrugged. Was it really that obvious?
"He is a striking man. Handsome, decent and honest. Three traits I wished I bore, than perhaps I could steal your heart and steal you away from this wretched place and your demonic boss and his big henchman, who just got his ass kicked by a lowly Chinaman," he chuckled. "Even you must admit, that's funny."
"And why do you think I wish to be stolen away?" she asked with a saucy tone. "My life is not so horrible, yet all you gentlemen seem to think I am miserable." Reaching out, she caressed his chin as she stood on her toes and whispered in her ear, "Let me take you upstairs and show you how miserable I am..."
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Post by anskee5 on Sept 28, 2012 20:17:51 GMT -8
"Let me take you upstairs and show you how miserable I am..."
Doc was not one to allow an opportunity to pass. Esperanza was a beautiful woman and desirable as well. With a smile on his face he allowed her to lead him upstairs.
And she was not disappointing.
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Post by Esperanza on Sept 30, 2012 19:14:11 GMT -8
Once in her room Esperanza closed the door, then leaned against it as she sized the man up.
"So, senor," she asked as she stepped slowly toward him, "what is your pleasure?" Reaching up, she swept the hat off his head, smiling. "Whatever your fantasy is, I can fulfill it..."
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Post by anskee5 on Sept 30, 2012 21:38:04 GMT -8
"Just being in the same room with you is invigorating, darlin'," he touched her face admiringly. "If we were playing poker I'd have a Royal Flush, the highest and most difficult hand in poker. It beats all and that's what I want. I want it all, beautiful Hope. And I'm willing to pay whatever your asking. For as long as I need you, and I do need you," he pulled her forward and kissed her mouth. He knew kissing on the mouth was something most courtesans didn't do but he was willing to pay for anything she was willing to give.
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Post by Esperanza on Oct 1, 2012 18:52:46 GMT -8
Esperanza tensed, only briefly, not having expected the contact, but he wasn't hurting her and he wasn't disgusting, so she relaxed and melted into the kiss, reaching up to start undoing the buttons on his shirt. "I can fulfill all your cravings," she murmured in his ear, "just tell me what you want." Stepping back, she started to unbutton her blouse, slowly revealing what lay beneath.
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Post by anskee5 on Oct 2, 2012 18:28:22 GMT -8
She was even more beautiful than he suspected. Shedding his jacket and tossing it on a chair he took off his tie and watched as she undressed. Taking off his shirt she could now see how thin he actually was. The consumption was doing as it was called, it was slowly consuming his lungs. But right now, fortified with whiskey a a hearty breakfast he felt strong.
"just tell me what you want."
"You, my lady Hope. Just you."
And he made love to her like a frisky stallion.
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Post by Esperanza on Oct 3, 2012 13:56:45 GMT -8
Matching his attentions eagerly, Esperanza took what pleasure she could. Doc was a good lover, quite skilled, and more than once she shuddered with ecstasy. But as much as she tired, she couldn't get Tom out of her mind, and she was grateful for her professional experience that masked any real emotions she may have.
"Madre, Senor, but you certainly know what you are doing." Smiling, she leaned against him, drawing small circles on his bare chest. "Have you worked up an appetite? I can serve you supper in bed..." Then she laughed. "Breakfast!"
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Post by anskee5 on Oct 3, 2012 17:19:37 GMT -8
"That sounds lovely," he kissed her on the cheek and sat up on the edge of the bed. He reached for the bottle of whiskey he had placed on the bedside table when his lungs suddenly spasmed and he bent over in a coughing fit. before he could open the bottle he dropped it and it rolled away across the room. Reaching out to try get it he ended up on his knees bent over, coughing hard and gasping for breath, his face covered with a handkerchief. On the cloth were streaks of blood.
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Post by Esperanza on Oct 4, 2012 19:29:37 GMT -8
"Senor!" Concerned, Esperanza jumped out of the bed and knelt beside him, putting her hand on his shoulder. She saw the blood and gasped. "Should I call the doctor for you? Por favor, I am sorry if I made you ill."
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Post by anskee5 on Oct 4, 2012 21:23:47 GMT -8
Pointing his finger he kept coughing and could barely breathe. "Whiskey," his voice was raspy and barely audible. He pointed to the bottle and tried to crawl towards it but his lungs protested vehemently and he coughed even harder, his body on the floor now.but his hand was reaching for the bottle that had rolled away.
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Post by Esperanza on Oct 4, 2012 23:02:53 GMT -8
"Just...hold on..." Sighing, Esperanza gave him a gentle shove back, then fetched the bottle and handed it to him. "Here..."
After he took the bottle, she grabbed a robe and pulled it on, then draped a blanket over his shoulders and sat beside him.
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Post by anskee5 on Oct 5, 2012 19:17:37 GMT -8
Pulling the cork out of the top he took a drink, the brown liquid burning his raw throat. Coughing up blood again he gasped for air and took another drink. The whiskey was the only thing that helped stop the pain in his chest. Several minutes passed before he was to gain some semblance of control. Still sitting on the floor, the blanket over his shoulders, he looked up at her. His face was pale and covered with sweat, his fever rising.
"Darlin',: you might better fetch that doctor after all," he spoke, his voice raspy and weak. Coughing up more blood he wiped his mouth with the handkerchief and took another drink. He was too weak to even move.
((OOC: We do have a doctor on here, now. Hopefully he'll join us.))
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Post by Esperanza on Oct 5, 2012 20:09:51 GMT -8
"Si, all right." Esperanza nodded, starting to pull on her clothes. "I will not be long, there is a doctor just up the street."
She glanced at him as she pulled on her shoes, then smiled. "I will come back." With that, she dashed out of the room.
(Cont. in the Dr's Office)
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