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Post by Raynesleigh on May 30, 2012 14:45:38 GMT -5
Roxanne smiled at the man Mr. Keith. "Must of been nice living out there," she smiled and then bit her bottom lip as she realized that Ryan was all but done. She got up, excusing herself and taking her plate to the kitchen before rinsing it in the sink. She came back into the dining room and looked at Ryan. "If you'll excuse me Mr. Keith, momma, daddy...Mr. Peterson if you're ready to go," she said then turned and walked from the room and walked out to the stables. She was only doing this because her father said so. Nothing more than that. THe last thing she wanted was to be in the same company by herself. She would ride to the gate and back but nowhere else. She didn't want to give him the oppertunity to do anything he pleased. She got the feeling that it would work. Or so she hoped. Drawing her mare Persephone from her stall, she stroked the paint's mane and then helped saddle it before hopping up and sitting astride. It was hardly lady like but she wore jeans up under her skirt for a reason. It was another unladylike trait of hers but it helped to have the jeans to ride in instead of sitting sidesaddled. Side saddled would only result in her falling and breaking her neck.
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"No ma'am I did not. THat would be from Mrs. Veronica down at the new linen and thread shop. Pretty woman and a good head on her shoulders far as I can see," he smiled. "And, ," he grinned "unlike most of the town, she isn't falling for my tricks," he chuckled before running his fingers through his hair. "You'd like her," he grinned. "I did manage to convince her to go along with me to the social this coming weekend. So there is that," he smiled and then got up, walking to the kitchen and pouring himself some lemonade and then some for his momma before coming back and handing her a glass and drinking some of his own drink.
"Though I think the only reason she is going is because I said something about oppertunities of getting patrons for her store rather than women ordering from a catalogue. It's a foot in the door but I think she's the one momma. You always said the best woman for me was the one that didn't fall for my crooked smile," he chuckled. "And as always, nothing of serious consequence happened. Never does the days I work. And thank god for that."
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Post by anjelrocker on May 31, 2012 5:54:46 GMT -5
One of the stable hands were in the stable since the Addison family had a guest and he had a horse that he had ridden there. Ryan had his horse under him as he looked to his soon to be wife and thought about all the things he could do to her. Of course, in the bedroom... She was a virgin that much he could tell since he knew her since she was only a girl. "So, where are we going on this ride?" He would allow her to lead the way.
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After dinner, he decided that he would look over the stables since they would be his work. Meet the horses as well as the cattle and the like since this was a ranch. There was probably a few mouser cats along with the cows and horses. Malcolm always had felt at home when he was with animals. Looking down, he saw a dog who was wagging his tail and following him around. Probably Dustin or Miss. Roxanne's dog but it was a cute thing with a blue collar and the name Buddy engraved on it.
Smiling at the creature, he allowed him to follow him into the stables so he could see the horses. He had a few carrots and treats for them. However, after dismissing the stable hand named Marcus, Malcolm heard some carrying on as Miss. Roxanne and her beau came in.
"Come on, just one kiss." He said as she refused and he saw as he slammed her against the stable door and forced a kiss on her. "Tease." He had Mr. Peterson say as he was trying to lift her skirts and swore. "Think you clever with those jeans..." It was then that Malcolm was on him like a tiger as he grabbed him from behind and pushed him away from her. This was before he grabbed the man's collar, landing a blow to the nose and breaking it.
"Fuckin' scum... Assaulting a lady." Malcolm said in a quiet ton as he looked to the Miss and said. "Go tell your father or mother, Miss Roxanne." He ordered rather then told her.
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"A lady who can resist your charms?" His mother questioned with a grin before going on. "Well, the day would come when the curse was broken and you would no longer have a few girls chasing you." She chuckled as she watched him and smiled. "Well, perhaps she will see something in you that goes beyond the looks, son." Her son was handsome and looked so much like his late father.
Sipping at the cool refreshing lemonade, she said. "I hope to meet this woman if she is the supposed one but I'll let you court her a little first. No meddling from me." Her sampler was on her lap as she opened the catalogue slowly listening to him. "Well, good nothing bad happened. I would hate for you to get shot and killed." Like his daddy almost fifteen years ago when the town was just starting and she moved here with some of her children and her husband so he could be the new Sheriff. However, there was a stage coach robbery and her husband went to the saloon to take the men in... But, he never made it home that evening.
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Post by Raynesleigh on May 31, 2012 15:18:53 GMT -5
Roxanne had been glad to be back at the stables. The ride had been less than half an hour. And she was just glad that she was back in the stables. However, Ryan was being a jackass. Asking for kisses.
"I am not kissing you Ryan Peterson. The only reason I am out here with you is because my daddy told me to tag you along. Don't put your hands on-" she trailed off and gasped as he slammed her into the wall called her a tease and then forced his tongue down her throat. She fought and kicked but she could feel his hands moving up her legs. As he drew away, telling her something about him she thought she was clever, she slapped him then felt him be tugged away after he struck her. Her lips were swollen and there was a cut at the corner of her mouth.when she saw Mr. Keith and Ryan sputtering on the ground, she dud not need a second telling and ran into the house.
"Momma, daddy..." her father came in and frowned. "What happened?" he growled. She told him then watched him walk out into the yard.she sank down onto the parlor rocker and wiped the blood from her mouth. That sorry bastard.
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Edward came out, separating the two and then looking to his new hired man. "I have this under control Mr. Keith," he promised then looked to Ryan. Lifting him up onto his feet, he escorted him to the tack room and slammed the door shut. "Are you daft Peterson. Don't do it here with hands right at reach. Fucking dumb ass. You do it away from the hands. Out of sight..." he slapped the back of his head. "Now I have to make up an excuse for you...get your sorry ass home. Come back when the wound heals," he ordered. "And let's see if you can't do a better job next time," he growled then took him by the scuff of his shirt, tossing him from the tack room and toward his horse. "Get," he growled, angry at him for fucking up then walked back toward the man that had foiled plans for his soon to be son-in-law. "Thank you Mr. Keith. I am sure my daughter is grateful for your intervention." he clapped his shoulder then walked back toward the house, truly pissed.
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"Don't you worry a bit about me momma. I am always careful," he swore. He stayed for a little over an hour and then when night approached, said goodnight. It took him till dark to get to his rented room at th hotel and he sighed, entering the room and then seeing Jolene Carter there. "Jolene," he greeted with a frown. "What are you doing in here?" he asked. The spiteful bitch he had kept for. Mistress these past few months, up until a two weeks ago was laying there naked. It di not do well for his ire.
"I think you should get your clothes on and get out..." he suggested calmly.
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Post by anjelrocker on May 31, 2012 16:24:39 GMT -5
The walls were thin in the stable as he had heard a good amount of what had happened in the tack room but he did not say a word. It was not right that a father would be selling his daughter in a sense, however Malcolm was only the stablemaster. "Yes, Mr. Addison..." He said as he saw Mr. Peterson mount his horse and ride off into the night. Did the man respect or love his daughter? Respect... no... as for love, well one could not say in a matter like this. All he knew what he had a split lip and would have a black eye in the morning since Mr. Peterson had landed a hit or two. Not that he was not use to being roughed up a little during his days as a bachelor as well as a soldier. He was still considered a young man but he had seen quite a bit like most around his age and older.
Sighing as he touched his lip, Malcolm winced slightly as he watched Mr. Addison return to the house as the last moments of twilight left the earth. Deciding that it was best to return to the stablehand's house, he started towards there. Picking up the fallen hat during his turn with Mr. Peterson. "What a day to arrive..." He said with as weak smile as he looked to the horizen of the Prairies and entered the house for the night.
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As for Ryan, he was cursing that he acted too soon but he would once again after some time as for that moment... he was going to go to the saloon and have a go with one of the ladies there. "Fuckin tease..." He muttered.
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Rushing to her daughter, she asked. "What happened?" Her husband was gone but she had some idea and would talk to Edward about this. After all, the man had hit their daughter... "He tried to hurt you?" Anna asked as she was touching her daughter's hair trying to comfort her. "I will try to talk to your father..." She promised knowing there was not much she could do. She knew what Edward was able to do...
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"Mmm... You did not say that two weeks ago... if I remember, you were panting like a dog and calling out my name. What happened Richard?" Jolene asked with a tilt of her head. "Oh, it is because I am not a respectable woman." She said as she slowly sat up, her bare breasts showing as she was frowning. "Couldn't bring me home to Momma... she would have a heart attack to know that you were once interested in a former whore." Pushing her long blond hair over her shoulder, she asked. "Do you not miss me? Did you not say that it did not matter and yet, you lied."
Standing, she had a smug look on her features. "Like what you see? You could have it again..."
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Post by Raynesleigh on Jun 1, 2012 0:06:08 GMT -5
"I am alright momma...it's...just a scratch," she promised then used a wet cloth to wipe at the blood. Sighing, she glanced at her mother giving a soft smile before turning to see her father enter. after he shut the door and turned the lock, he came into the parlor, lifting her face to survey it.
"Just a scratch. He just had a bit to much to drink. Sometimes that happens...he has a few bruises more than you and if he knows what is good for him, he will come back and apologize. Don't let this deter you..." Edward said then dropped his hand, going to his own rocker and sinking down.
Roxanne looked at him. "He tried to assault me daddy. If not for Mr. Keith, he might of gotten further in his assault."
"Needless to say, he is young and foolish. All men are at some point in their life. I still think you marrying him is a good idea..."
Roxanne looked at him. "Daddy I won't marry a man who can not even hold his liquor. Not that I think he had to much. He would assault me and you don't care?" she looked at him and frowned. "I will never marry him daddy." she stood, storming off toward the stairs but her father stood, grabbing her arm and turning her to face him.
"You are just thinking foolishly. Go up to bed and get some rest...and remember that my word is law. As a daughter to me, you will respect me. Understand?" he said sternly. She looked at him and then nodded slowly before walking upstairs. Edward watched her ascent then looked to his wife. "Have that darkie fix me some coffee," he ordered gruffly then sank down in his rocker, pulling out his pipe.
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"You are just embarrassing yourself jolene. Get your clothes on. The reason I decided to end this was because I saw you with Jacob Masterson. I told you fidelity was what I wanted and coming upon you and Jake well..." he shook his head. "Just get on your clothes before I toss you out," he told her. "I am sure that you will want to save your pride. Or at least some of it."
As a man, he was tempted to give in but Rich knew it would be a mistake. She had fooled him not thinking that he was the only man sharing her bed but he had been proved wrong. Fool him once, shame on her. He was not going to let her fool him twice. That move would be classified as being a plain dumbass and thinking with the head between his legs.
"And don't try to blame me. I always said a woman or man's past didn't matter as long as they atoned. It didn't matter at all of what you used to be but it's no excuse for breaking my fidelity rule. Now...get dressed and go." he was trying to be nice. Hopefully the damn woman would realize that.
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Post by anjelrocker on Jun 1, 2012 15:23:20 GMT -5
Anna frowned at her husband as she said in a soft voice. "She has a name..." Before turning abruptly and going to Ellie and requesting what her husband wanted. Returning a few minutes later with a stiff upper lip, Anna started. "You can not make her marry him if she does not want to, Edward..." The truth was that she wanted a divorce but knew that he would put the children against her, she simply wanted Dustin to grow up before she would go. Anna did think a lot of it, atleast when he had been to war it had been a break but she had been married to him for twenty years. Twenty years of hell in an emotion way. "He assaulted her in the stable... do you want that for a son in law?" She asked wondering if he wanted some happiness for his daughter.
If only she had had a choice, if she had rebelled a bit more... things could have been different. "Please Edward, are you not content with what we have? You are one of the wealthiest men in Paradise... why do we need more?" She asked as she was standing just out of reach from him but then, he had never beat her but rather... had beat the children as she tried to stop him.
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"I said I was sorry, Richard." She said in a coo as she moved to the end of the bed and hung on the railing. "Besides, it was only a kiss... hardly infidelity." Jolene raised an eyebrow. "If you married me like a proper lady then perhaps I would stop trying to make you jealous?" She said with a tilt of her head as one of her hand cupped her breast. "Come on, you must be tired from your long day... I could give you a massage, soften your tense muscules and perhaps... harden another muscle." Licking her lips, Jolene was close to him and waiting.
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Post by Raynesleigh on Jun 1, 2012 18:55:10 GMT -5
Richard looked at her. "You were kissing alright. And it wasn't his lips...get your clothes on Jolene...I said it was over, and it's over...ANd I am not going to marry any woman I don't love first. You knew our affair was a temporary one. I told you it was...now get your things, and get out and do not come back, he said gathering her clothes and and then pushing them into her arms. "Get dressed," he ordered and his tone was nothing but annoyance and exasperation with her attempts at trying to arouse him. He had his lust. Any man with some dangly parts between his legs did. But she wasn't worth the trouble of bedding.
"Go Jolene...or I'll push you out the door naked," he promised, taking his hat off and throwing it on the bed before looking at her with a harsh expression. Hoping she got the hint.
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Edward looked at her, taking the coffee since there was always some made for the evening and took a sip. "You remember what it was like when she was just a baby and we first got here. No food on the table, barely enough to keep us fed. I am not going to go into the pits of debt again. Not when she can bring in plenty of money. I'm head of this family and my word is law. I am not going to scrape by when I have the chance to be comfortable in my old age Anna...She's to willful anyway...even as a kid I couldn't beat it out of her. Your lucky I don't touch Dustin the way I did when she was a brat. But boys are better than girls. She will do right by this family, marrying Ryan Peterson. He'll keep her in line. And if she doesn't obey, well, she's still old enough to recieve a whipping." Thinking that she hadn't gotten a firm whipping since her fifteenth birthday when Anna had pissed him off by buying Roxanne some fancy gloves and a ticket to Maryland to see Anna's parents. Roxanne knew his temper well, and though Dustin had recieved a few blows, nothing had ever been serious with him. Not his son."
Dustin had been concieved just before he had gone off to war and after his return, he had been given money for his service. Enough to buy some cattle. And since that first batch of cattle, his business had only grown. And he meant to keep it growing. He took another sip of his coffee, looking at her. "Go upstairs, get undressed..." he ordered, his tone suggesting that she not argue.
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Post by anjelrocker on Jun 1, 2012 19:24:50 GMT -5
It was as if her face twisted into a frown and Jolene took the clothing since she did not have much of a choice in that moment. "If it was a temporary one then why are you so upset with me?" She asked as she took her clothing and slowly got herself dressed. "You'll pay dearly for this, Richard... you have my word. I will not be hurting you but I'll find a way and the law will not be able to help you..." Finishing her dressing, she pinned up her hair so she looked decent before leaving the room and making a problem to ruin him one way or another.
Stalking out of the room, Jolene would return to the boarding house that she ran in the town. Angry and pissed off for that moment.
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The shop was closed but Veronica had two rooms on top of the shop that she owned. She was looking for someone to take the other bedroom but if she could not find anyone then she supposed that it could become another storage or sitting room. Sitting in a chair on her balcony, she watched as the men came in and out of the little saloon as it made her think of her days as a whore. With a heavy sigh, she sipped at the tea in her hair before she would go in and do some sewing. She was teaching her to make clothes for herself thinking it would make a nice second job.
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"You can't whip them forever, Edward... there will be the day when they both loathe you for your cruelty and hate me for allowing you to do it and causing it." She said as the guilt weighted heavy on her soul. She hated him as she said. "No, I have a headache tonight..." Making the excuse as she turned away from him and when up the stair saying that she wished he had died in that goddamn war under her breath so he could not hear her.
Anna did not undress as she had been told and indeed went into her own separate bedroom before locking the door and bolting it so he could not come in a rape her as he had done for years.
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Post by Raynesleigh on Jun 1, 2012 20:51:51 GMT -5
Rich sighed as she retreated and then she was gone. He shut the door then shook his head. Damn that woman to hell, he thought tiredly then sighed before starting to undress for the night.
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Edward watched her and frowned then finished his coffee before going up to her room. When he tried the knob and it didn't turn, he glared and slammed his fist and then his foot into the door before going into his room across the hall.
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It was the following morning and Roxanne had doctored up her lip enough to where the cut wasn't noticiable. At least not to terribly. She was going to town to start her job today and had been told when she had first woken up that Mr. Keith would be taking the cart to town and as a result, would be escorting the both of them. The school was merely two miles while town was four so they had to start out early. She road on her horse by the cart while her brother rode in the back of the cart. Her father had Mr. Keith going for supplies in town and was charged with returning to town around the time she would be going home.
After dropping her brother off at the school house, she glanced at him. "I wish to thank you, Mr. Keith, for what you did last night...Are your knuckles alright?" she asked, leaning over to see the knuckles were bruised. It made her wish that he hadn't interfered but then she would be far worse off then a cut lip. She sighed and looked forward, brushing her dark hair back. She had opted for a green plaid high waisted skirt and white blouse, with her hair loose at the back and the front strands pinned back. A few tendrils escaped and framed her face and gave her the innocent look. Which put most people off and made them think she was naive.
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Rich sighed as he walked into the jailhouse that morning, hanging his hat on the hook and glancing at the empty cells. THe sheriff was no wear in sight but as he glanced across the way at the fabric shop Miss Veronica owned, he saw a broken window and frowned. With his hat still on the hook, he walked toward the store and took the colt from his holster before walking toward the storefront. Glancing in, he saw that there seemed to be nothing more than a broken window. He frowned, putting his gun back in the holster before seeing the door was opened slightly, looking inside, he pushed the door open. "Ma'am!?" he called loudly, glancing around. In the morning light, he didn't see anything amiss, until he saw the counter was askew and the basket of buttons and thimbles was toppled over, the safe dented as though someone had tried to get into it. Damn. A robbery. "Ma'am!?" he called again, hoping she answered.
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Post by anjelrocker on Jun 2, 2012 15:14:31 GMT -5
You could never be too careful and she knew that since she knew that a robbery could happen, lucky for Mrs. Veronica Davis, she had a shotgun. And she had scared the son of a bitch who had tried to get into her safe. She was going to report it but it seemed that the Deputy had found out before she could report it. "Nice to see you, Deputy..." the red haired woman came out with her shotgun in hand. "I was going to report the incident but I suppose the law in Paradise is just that... Perfect." She said with a slight smile as she uncocked the shotgun and put it against the counter. "Man came in probably from the saloon and wanted to steal money from the safe." She said with a shrug. "I scared him off when I cocked the shotgun and shot into the wall." She pointed to the wooden wall that she was going to have to fix.
"He ran out and I decided to go back to bed with the shotgun in hand. You will have to excuse me..." She said since she was dressed but her hair was down rather than up. "But, I need to get the shop fixed up and I need to replace the window." She thought for a moment. "Perhaps you would know who I could talk to about the replacement... I do not want the ladies of the town to think this is some rough and tumble fabric shop." She said with a slight smile as she made the joke.
"Having a saloon across from a fabric shop is a bit silly but I did buy it from the last owner before he moved." Veronica said as she sat down and looked up at him, there were quilts and a few other things around the shop as samples. "Did your mother enjoy the fabric and thread?" She asked curiously.
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He was allowing the horses to trot as he nodded. "It is fine, Miss Roxanne." He said to her as he was driving towards the town so she could go to this job. "I have been in worse brawls, nothing I should be telling a lady though." He mentioned as he thought of the night before with the fight. "He hurt you... a man should never hurt a lady... that is what cowards do, Miss. Roxanne." He said seriously as he glanced at her.
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