Back to Confront Lucy!

(Original author unknown)

Right now, Texas wanted to deal with the evil in her own back yard before riding off to fight some voodoo rat and her army of slaves. Besides, that info could be a load of croc anyway. It was better to just deal with Lucy for now and wait for a better shot at Molly. Checking her gun for ammo in case things went bad in there, Texas rounded the corner of the alley and walked up to the front door of Lucy's brothel.

Kicking in the door, Texas scanned the room. She saw many familiar faces, from the regular service girls, to the enforcer by the stairs, gun still in her pocket, to Lucy standing behind the bar. "Lucy!" The sheriff calls out, getting the skunk's attention.

Recognizing the voice, Lucy turned to face Texas as she replaced her grimace with her iconic lustful grin. That look uneased Texas a bit as she walked up to the bar to confront her. She felt plenty of other eyes on her as she approached the owner.

"Ooo, mon amour. To what do I owe such a swift return? Perhaps you wish for another session with moi?" Lucy asks, her tail wagging a bit in excitement.

Texas froze a bit. She had come here to arrest her, but that depraved part of her that got off on her treatment last night was coming back, wanting the skunk to push her down onto her bed and have her way with her. It didn't even mind if it was just another wave of gas like before. Coming to her senses, Texas finally speaks up.