After she was done washing and had donned her skimpy lingerie, she linked her arm through Slade's.After she was done washing and had donned her skimpy lingerie, she linked her arm through Slade's. "Come on, cowboy. I'll walk ya downstairs." She held tight to Slade, savoring the last feel of his body against hers. As they strolled into the parlour, Miss Lily caught Irish's eye. Irish squeezed his arm once and said, "Slade, honey, duty calls." She pressed a kiss to his lips. "I better see ya again real soon, cowboy." She knew Slade's eyes were on her as she sashayed across the room to her madam. "Yes, Miss Lily?" "Irish, I've had a special request for you," the other woman said. "Mr. Crane has arrived and requested the pleasure of your services." Irish looked around and sure enough, Jeremiah Crane sat in the corner. He tipped his hat in her direction. "Now, knowing Mr. Crane's proclivities, it is entirely within your right to refuse. You know I'll back any one of my girls, but he did offer to pay double." Irish's eyes widened. Double...of what was already a hefty price for Mr. Crane. She reached a quick decision. "Okay, ma'am. I'll do it." Miss Lily inclined her head. "Very well, I'll tell Jonah to prepare the room. He'll signal you, as always, when he's done." "Yes, ma'am," she murmured before heading for Jeremiah Crane. She approached Jeremiah Crane where he sat in a corner, sipping whisky. She stood in front of him, head bowed, hands laced. "I'm glad you could accommodate me," Jeremiah said softly. "Me, too, Mr. Crane," she said. "But Irish, I hear you've been disobedient." "Oh, no, sir." She looked up at him. "Not me." This was all part of the game Jeremiah Crane liked to play. They bantered back and forth a few more times before Jonah signaled Irish the room was ready. "Oh, Mr. Crane, if I've been a bad girl, then I need to go to my room." Jeremiah licked his lips. "Yes, yes, my dear, go on. I shall follow." Irish led the way into the Torture Chamber. As expected, Jonah had cleared the room of all extraneous objects and implements so Jeremiah Crane wouldn't be tempted to go beyond the boundaries they had already established. |