Copyright Oggbashan September 2019 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ************************************************* I was cursi...
Ed Lee lehnt im Türrahmen seines Büros. Eine dünne Zigarre im Mundwinkel, beobachtet er den Eingang zum Saloon. Das wettergegerbte Gesicht mit dem weißen gepflegten Schnurrbart und den dunklen gütigen Augen trägt sorgenvolle Züge. Schon seit fast einer halben Stunde ist es drüben totenstill. Fast alle Männer der Stadt und auch ein paar neugierige Frauen sind...
This isn't a history lesson. It's a story of the wild west. Grab you a whiskey and sit back and listen. The young man rides the dusty street under the blazing noon sun. A saloon is straight ahead, the weathered wood a ghostly shade of white. The horse stops in front of the watering trough. Sliding off the saddle, the man hitches the reins to the wooden bar....
The night party that was to suppose to be held at Lucy's apartment shifted from that night to the next day evening. So it gave Lucy lots of time to further prepare this slut, Sandra for the party. She walked into the living room, casually brushing her teeth and saw the most comical scene she had ever seen till now. The rough and tough teacher, who once brou...
The sun sending out its last strands of light before ducking below the distant land, I bounce into town sitting in the stage coach. Bouncing around with me is another lady, Mrs. Sarah Roundtree, though definitely not round, she is very prim and proper and stick thin. Her lithe body encased in several flowing layers of white and purple, around her neck a came...
Entering the only saloon in this county, Amanda decide to sit down, and have a drink. Nobody wants to get on her bad side, since everybody know what will happend to them if they try to mess with her. She was known for one thing : Being the most wanted in the town. That's enough to make all the citizens of Tumbleweed scared of her. Even the sheriff thinks twi...
The journey to Dawson City had taken its toll and Joyce Jacobs could feel every mile of it throughout her body. Her weariness made the arrival at her destination all the more relieving. Months after leaving her home in Philadelphia she was standing on the docks of her destination after a perilous journey by sailing ship, then pack horses to Bennett Lake and...
Halfway from Texas to Kansas, Jack Leatherman suspected that this was the toughest cattle drive he had ever been on. By the time they got to Abilene he was sure of it. The weather had been hot, dry and windy. The heat and lack of rain had seared the prairies, stunting the grass and leaving little for the herd to graze on. Compounding the problem was the fact...
This morning is the best I have had in a very long time I am woken up by my son. The last time he did that he was crying for food, this time he is banging on the door the sky is not quite awake. I make sure to knee Dan as I climb over him to the floor. Dan follows to get dressed I beat him to being dressed and open the door to Chad. "Need you and the sherif...
Constructive comments and emails are welcome and appreciated. Please let me know if you like or even dislike this tale of the Old West. Thank you for taking the time to read and comment on my story. I hope you enjoy it. ******************** Rafe Cassidy rode passed a pile of bleach white bones that had once been a steer. "If I don't find a water hole pre...