Cowgirl Thrillers by Barbara Neville

Author:Barbara Neville
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: thriller, humor, fantasy, sex, science fiction, cowboy, polyamory, mens adventure, wounded warrior, womens adventure
Publisher: Barbara Neville

9 Island

Lord Jacob cranes his neck to look back at me from the right front seat.

“You see, Anna? I am an excellent driver,” boasts Lord Jacob.

“You are so clever, your Lordship. How is it that you are steering this thing? I still can’t see neither steering wheel nor pedals.”

“Mind over matter, my dear.”

“Wolf told you that Lord Jacob is magic,” says Michael.

I had learned on Terrania, whilst almost killing Michael and myself, that the old unmotivated vehicles had a steering wheel and pedals and levers and shit. I only drove the one time. Fucked up, them things. Me and the internal combustion engine just don’t get along. Even tractors, I’d just as soon let the other guys drive ‘em.

Back at the estate, we all pry ourselves out of the car.

“These land boats are definitely designed for smaller folks than us,” I say.

“Yeah,” says Kit, “you big guys were smooshing me.”

“Dang, I shore am glad you got my message, sisters,” Spud says, as he gives Kit a hug. “Now let’s get outta these gruesome girl duds.”

“I don’t know,” I say. “You boys look sexy in drag.”

That brings out the smiles. Spud blushes.

Michelle notices and asks, “First time in drag, Walter?”

Spud turns redder and gazes at the ground.

We go inside the mansion and change back into our own selves. Not nearly as fancy as Lady Beverly had made us out to be. Just plain old folks, in fact.

Spud and I take advantage of the chance to get reacquainted. I have missed them tight buns and some of them other things, too.

Yore imagination will suffice fer that scene.

Later, we reassemble downstairs in the nick of time for a fine and much appreciated feast. After our meal, we lounge about the fabulously furnished room in great luxury.

“Lawsy me, I never saw such fine fittin’s in all my born days,” says I.

“It’s somethin’, ain’t it darlin’,” Spud agrees.

Kit comes around with a nice bottle of wine. Yes, cowboys, and Injins too can appreciate a glass of wine now and again. A beer or two to start things out is best.

“Lord Jacob, you are no slouch in the wine making department,” says Spud.

“Lord Jacob on this planet,” Lady Beverly reminds us.

“Okay. Your lordship,” Spud agrees.

“Yes, thank you, Spud,” says Lord Jacob. “I say, how is it that Painter was taken?”

“I never did get but a moment alone with him on the trip over on the Shitkicker. They kept him heavily guarded at all times. What he was able to say is that there was a girl at the root of it all. What he did was be a teenager, I imagine,” says Walt. “Being fifteen, he couldn’t wait to visit this girl. And, of course, he had no idee there was a roadblock. Got no papers. He rode around that last corner daydreamin’ about gettin’ him some. Hell, they scooped him up easy, he said.

“I imagine Kit told you some of the rest. What I know is that when Soames, the roadblock crew and I all got to the Shitkicker, there was Paint, cuffed to the hatch handle.

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