progress and grabbed her around the waist. "I think I'll have a little taste of old strumpet meat right now, iffin' yore takin' the young filly tonight," shouted the man as he pushed the woman over a rail and pulled her dress up. He was in the process of dropping his pants when Bledsoe appeared.

"Bullshit, Hiley… holster your pecker. These squaws got work to do in the kitchen. You can pleasure yerself after we've had our grub."

When she heard that, the Mexican woman kicked the man standing over her in the shins and ran inside yelling, "Sucio cerdo! Sucio cerdo!"

"Shit, Finney, you sure got her riled. She might snip that little thing of yorn right off tonight."

Finney! Bledsoe called the man Finney. I hadn't heard that name since Ben...

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