Chapter 8
by underwise
Well?
An uneventful homecoming
In the condition she was in, it was night by the time Lisa made it back to Deadneck. Surprisingly, nothing eventful happened to her on the way back. She had found her horse a half mile away from the cliff, but as she rode it back to town, the saddle pounding against her unprotected bottom was incredibly painful.
As she reached the front of the town, she was slouched over her horse, nearly **** from the pain and weariness of her terrible failure. Her horse had nearly passed the sign, when she heard the whinnying of other horses, and looking up, she let out a miserable groan as she spotted the three cowboys.
“Does it look like I have sixty dollars?” she asked as she rode past the three shocked faces.
By the time she reached the sheriff’s office, she was nearly asleep. But as her horse pulled to a stop, she dismounted and made her way into the building. She saw the sheriff sleeping in his chair, but as the doors creaked open, he opened his eyes. His immediate reaction was to look down at her exposed vagina, but quickly regaining himself, he looked up at her.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
“It could’ve gone worse.” Lisa replied. “Got any clothes?”
The sheriff nodded dumbly, handing her a pair of pants, a shirt, socks, and boots. She slipped it all on as fast as she could before taking a seat near the back of the building.
“I really need that ten dollars.” She sighed. “I need a place to sleep for the night.”
“Ten dollars isn’t going to get you any place to sleep here.” He said. “I’ve got a backroom. Take that for the night.”
Lisa nodded her head in thanks and went through the door behind the sheriff. She found herself in a short hallway, and opening the door at the end, she found herself in another thin hallway, though there were jail cells on her right and three doors on her left. She noticed that there were five criminals locked in the cells, and they whistled at her as she entered, but she ignored it.
Opening the nearest door, she found a small bed, a desk, and a chair. Closing the door, she made sure to bolt the rust lock and she collapsed on the bed, falling asleep immediately.
A New Day...
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