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Most of the girls from Miss Kitty’s parlor were out in the street and they were hooping and hollering right along with the townspeople. A few of the drunken men were shooting their pistols in the air.

She saw the cowboy riding into town……….

The sun behind him made Sara squint her eyes so she shaded them with her hand. He looked like he had been on the trail for weeks. As he got near to her she noticed the dust had settled on him in layers. He stopped his horse and looked around at all the townspeople gathered in the roads. Then his gaze turned toward the girls on the balcony above the saloon.  He raised his cowboy hat slightly to the happy, smiling, flirting girls. His gaze fell on Sara and he smiled and tipped his hat again. She barely heard his words when he said, “ma’am”.  Sara noticed the other girls were whistling at him to get his attention. They all jeered and promised him a good time. But, he never took his eyes off of Sara. She smiled back at him and twirled her dress. Then she smiled an even bigger smile at him and blew him a kiss.

His hand went to his hat. He tipped it again and brought it back down over his eyes. She watched him wave and trot his horse around the people and down the road. She figured he was headed for the stables to water and feed his tired looking horse.

With all the noise she could hardly think. She went inside and into the parlor. Her pulse was racing and she felt flush. She felt restless and stood back up. She went to her room to look through her wardrobe. She wanted to pick out something special for tonight. The man on the horse had made her knees feel weak. She shut the window in her room and drew the shades. The room got quieter and darker. She needed some time to think. She had been with a lot of men, but none had made her have these feelings just from one glance. And, she hadn’t even met him yet. She thought maybe she had gotten too hot while outside on the balcony. She touched her forehead and it did seem like she was a little warm.  She put her hand to her chest and felt the racing pulse. She thought again how handsome the man looked in his rugged rawhide sort of way. She rubbed her hands up and down her body and moaned. She wanted to see more of him and hoped that he would come to the saloon tonight. She would make sure the other girls knew that he was hers for tonight and they had better look elsewhere for entertainment tonight. As she lay on the bed she closed her eyes. As sleep took her she heard more drunken shouts outside her window and gunshots further down the road.