Deadtown and Other Tales of Horror Set in the Old West by Hose Carl

Author:Hose, Carl [Hose, Carl]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: MARLvision Publishing
Published: 2010-11-14T05:00:00+00:00

Hang ’Em High

Willie Boy McGee thought sure he had to be crazy to set foot in a town with a name like Hang ’Em High, what with his penchant for trouble and all, but what else could he do? He’d been riding for three days, and if he didn’t get some decent food and whiskey soon, likely as not somebody would up and find his bones scattered all over the prairie.

He felt eyes all over him as he made his way down the dusty main thoroughfare. These folks could smell trouble a mile away, no doubt about it, and most of them were already fitting him with a noose. Willie Boy damn near had second thoughts about making himself to home, but the hunger and thirst he felt was all the encouragement he needed to keep him going.

A saloon sat across the street at the far end of town, right along with all the whorehouses and gambling joints, and that was where Willie Boy belonged. He dismounted, tethered his horse, and went inside.

The saloon was crowded and smoky. Piano music filled the room in a honky tonk pattern, someone played a banjo right along with it, and a couple of bar whores danced for card-playing men who didn’t seem the least bit interested.

Willie Boy sidled up to the bar. “Hey, barkeep, gimme a hard shot,” he said.

The barkeep gave Willie Boy a sour look, reached under the bar, and came up with a glass and a bottle. He was about to pour when Willie Boy stopped him.

“On second thought, bring the whole damn bottle,” he said.

The barkeep set the bottle and glass in front of Willie with a thunk and went back to his business, which, near as Willie Boy could tell, didn’t amount to nothing more than polishing a few glasses and giving unfriendly looks to his patrons.

Willie Boy filled his glass and threw back the drink. He turned around to watch one of the women dance her way over to him. He patted her ass through her dress. She gave him a flirty wink. The name of the town might have given Willie Boy the heebie jeebies at first, but he was feeling a whole lot better about it now.

He took another gulp of whiskey and dug in his pockets, pulling out a few crumpled bills, which he held out to the woman, jerking his head in the direction of the stairs. Willie Boy was accustomed to joints like this, and he knew full well what sort of rooms were upstairs.

She took his money and headed off. Willie Boy followed her. The sounds of the saloon grew muted as they climbed to the second floor and went into one of the rooms where business was conducted.

“You sure are a pretty one,” Willie Boy said.

She smiled and took off her clothes. Willie’s eyes grew wide at the sight of her firm, pale breasts, pink nipples, slim waist, and the thick tangle of dark blonde curls on her womanly mound.

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