Percy walked into Miss.Percy walked into Miss. Lily's and sat in the same overstuffed leather chair he usually sat in and put his feet up. It had been a long week and he was glad to be here at the legendary brothel. He smiled at several of the young ladies which he had come to know over the course of his living in the town. He rose from his chair and strolled over to the bar. "Mr. MacLeod!" exclaimed the young woman behind the bar "Nice to see you. Scotch?" "Yes, please" Percy said warmly. He excepted the drink and gave the girl a decent tip and went back to his chair. He was well liked by most of the ladies because he was a gentlemen and was'nt known for holding back money. As he walked to his seat he noticed that the date was March fourteenth. Almost St. Patricks day. He remembered last St Patty's at Miss Lilys (It had been his first week in town) and hopped that there'd be another party of it's kind. He pulled out the black webley pistol he was known to carry and placed it on the table beside him. He was found of the weapon and was proficient with it, but felt it servedd little purpose in Miss Lily's. Percy finally reclined in the chiar with a glass of fine single malt scotch and a copy of the kama sutra. * * * * * * * * Irish stood and stretched against the doorjamb as the men came through the door. She knew that Slade McCall would be coming by in a little while and she wanted to be done with her first customer when he arrived. She watched the men file in until she saw the one she wanted. Knowing that n one would challenge her right to choose first, she sauntered up to Billy Joe. "Well, now, Billy Joe, you came back. And I'm glad to see ya." Billy Joe, a young lanky cowboy around 19, stammered a greeting and blushed bright red. |