Paco Valdez
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<font face="bookman old style">You decide not to risk it. You're just too tired right now. Taking on four guys without a weapon is lunacy anyway. At least right now it is.
As the men continue feasting on the coney, you notice a shadowy figure dart through the dusky landscape behind them. The sun has descended below the hilly western horizon by now, making it hard to see very far ahead. You decide not to inform your captors of the strange figure. Eventually the guileless 'gentleman' strolls over to you with a leisurely swagger and offers you the mostly-eaten remains of their meal. "Care to finish off our scraps?" he inquires with utter disdain laced into every word.
"No thanks," you reply with a brittle smile. "Suit yourself, then," he retorts with a bitter laugh that makes you cringe. "I still can't believe a dirty scumbag like you actually got to 'know' Claire Montego." His eyes glaze over and he looks at you with a ravishing hunger in them. "Was she good? Did she scream when she climaxed? Did she even climax?", he said this last comment with a smirk playing at the corner of his mouth. Smug bastard.
"It is unlikely that you will ever come to know," you say, puncuating your statement by spitting phlegm at his feet.
He laughs at you. "Do you scream in ecstacy when Paco fucks you up the ass?" You ask him coyly. His eyes narrow and he raises his hand before hitting you across the head with the plate in his hands. You're seeing stars from that blow but you manage not to cry out.
He lowers his mouth near your ear and whispers, "Mr Valdez is going to have all sorts of fun activities planned for your future. Enjoy these next few days, I can assure you they will be some of your last." The man spins around and walks back over to the campfire. Just then you notice another shadowy figure moving around in the background. It's definitely a human form, you surmise. The problem is, if these are Indians they'll probably kill you along with the Vigilantes. And if they're a rival gang, they might be just as likely to kill you as well. But who really knows?
You had better come to a decision before long.
<font face="bookman old style">You decide not to risk it. You're just too tired right now. Taking on four guys without a weapon is lunacy anyway. At least right now it is.
As the men continue feasting on the coney, you notice a shadowy figure dart through the dusky landscape behind them. The sun has descended below the hilly western horizon by now, making it hard to see very far ahead. You decide not to inform your captors of the strange figure. Eventually the guileless 'gentleman' strolls over to you with a leisurely swagger and offers you the mostly-eaten remains of their meal. "Care to finish off our scraps?" he inquires with utter disdain laced into every word.
"No thanks," you reply with a brittle smile. "Suit yourself, then," he retorts with a bitter laugh that makes you cringe. "I still can't believe a dirty scumbag like you actually got to 'know' Claire Montego." His eyes glaze over and he looks at you with a ravishing hunger in them. "Was she good? Did she scream when she climaxed? Did she even climax?", he said this last comment with a smirk playing at the corner of his mouth. Smug bastard.
"It is unlikely that you will ever come to know," you say, puncuating your statement by spitting phlegm at his feet.
He laughs at you. "Do you scream in ecstacy when Paco fucks you up the ass?" You ask him coyly. His eyes narrow and he raises his hand before hitting you across the head with the plate in his hands. You're seeing stars from that blow but you manage not to cry out.
He lowers his mouth near your ear and whispers, "Mr Valdez is going to have all sorts of fun activities planned for your future. Enjoy these next few days, I can assure you they will be some of your last." The man spins around and walks back over to the campfire. Just then you notice another shadowy figure moving around in the background. It's definitely a human form, you surmise. The problem is, if these are Indians they'll probably kill you along with the Vigilantes. And if they're a rival gang, they might be just as likely to kill you as well. But who really knows?
You had better come to a decision before long.