Longarm and the Big Fifty by Tabor Evans

Author:Tabor Evans [Evans, Tabor]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Longarm (Fictitious Character), Westerns, Fiction
ISBN: 9780515118957
Google: z3z3sWSL_rUC
Publisher: Jove Books
Published: 1996-07-01T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

Longarm had read those unwinking desert stars all too right. It was pushing a hundred in the shade before noon, and the sun-lashed desert all around was shimmering as if behind a rain-washed window pane, while a shimmering silvery sea, or a mighty realistic mirage, now covered the coach road and the dry land beyond as far as some nameless ridge of shattered bedrock.

He’d gotten Consuela to stretch out atop a flannel blanket in her thin silk dress. She’d even dozed off more than once for a hot and sweaty catnap. But then she’d wake up to drone some more about her awful love life.

Longarm had long since noticed that when it came to screwing, men couldn’t think of much else they’d rather do, and women couldn’t think of much else they’d rather talk about—especially when it just wasn’t practical to really do it. So Longarm was commencing to feel left out as she went on and on about all those other men who’d used and abused her during an adult life that hardly seemed long enough.

To hear Consuela tell it, she’d been sent off to a convent school after her momma caught a wicked but hardly cruel stepfather feeling for pubic hair where none had sprouted as yet.

She’d felt for it herself a lot, and run off with a handsome groundskeeper at the precocious age of thirteen. So the same stepdad who’d fooled with her earlier had had the peon love of her life shot for trespassing. Then, since her momma found her awkward to have around the house, they’d married her off young to a rich as well as dirty old man. She’d found some of his advanced notions about the ways of a man with a maid delightfully exciting. He’d found her such a delight in bed that he’d died there, leaving her a rich young widow.

She said, “I never should have married Carlos a year later. He was only after my money and not, alas, my body. He said La Santa Fe forbade all but one position, and so I steeled myself to accept my lackluster lot. But then I caught him in the position of sixty-nine on the floor tiles, with a cleaning woman of mixed blood!” Longarm suppressed a yawn and said, “Some men seem to like a bowl of chili after they’ve been dining on steak for a spell. I hope you had the sense to get your money out of there before you lit out in person aboard that night coach.”

She sighed and replied, “I wired my bank for to transfer my account to Puerto Periasco two days before I left, while Carlos was away on business, or with some puta, the beast.”

Longarm stared thoughtfully at some seagulls floating on the sea over yonder as he cocked a brow and asked, “You can wire south to the capital and across to the Sea of Cortez from that dinky border town? No offense, but I ain’t seen many telegraph poles along that coach road to the east.

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