Talk her way out of it

Lisa decided that they might have misunderstood her intentions- or at least she hoped that. She got off her horse and grabbed the bridle, beginning to walk her horse into the town.

"I'm afraid I don't know what you're talking about." Lisa said sternly as she began to move towards the town. The men looked at each other, and then nodded.

"You know, the only kind of girl that comes out this far into the west is the kind that hard-working men like us need after a long, hot day in the sun. We're just asking for you to give us a little bit of your time and profession in trade for the toll you aren't paying. And sixty dollars for a poke- that ain't a bad rate, as far as your kind goes."

"Look, I didn't mean anything like that." Lisa said in a shocked voice. "I just thought you and I could all go into town, have a drink or two. I'm not a whore, I'm a cowgirl. Get used to it." She tried to move past the men, but they moved their horses in the way.

"You ain't going nowhere, girly." one said. "At least until you've paid. If you ain't got the money, then you need to pay in another way. Or leave. Although I think it's a little late for that." She began to turn away, fear erupting within her, when the men suddenly surrounded her on their horses. She quickly jumped up onto her horse, knowing that the only way to escape these men was to break through. She couldn't risk diving under the hooves of the other horses; that was an easy way to break her neck. She kicked at her horse's sides, urging her to charge.