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Illustration for "ALEXANDRA'S DODGY DEAL IN DODGE CITY" created by the author. Copyright © 2011-2025 Stephen J. Williams. |
Concept date: 4th May 2019
First published: Not Applicable
Status: IN DEVELOPMENT & UNPUBLISHED.
Revisions: 0 [last revised: Unknown]
Version: Working Draft copy.
Published Episode No. 00
Previous episode: NONE
Next episode: NONE
Angel-in-charge: Peter
Team Assigned: Team 74
Mission: 5 - 032859 - 0 – 1880
This story originally appeared on the author's original website called: 'The amazing adventures of Jericho Tibbs!' and was transferred to the new site: 'The Temporal Detectives' in due course. That 'legacy' site is still available but receives no updates or new material.  .bmp) THIS EPISODE CONTAINS STRONG FOUL LANGAUAGE AND GRAPHIC SEXUAL REFERENCES!  THIS EPISODE MAY CONTAIN THE FOLLOWING WARNINGS:
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The little man pushed his grubby hat back and stared them up and down; “And what do you LADIES want in here?” He asked and pushed the beer-soaked table back and stood: he didn’t smile. Alex did; “Just come in to warm up.” And rubbed her hands together. Jackie nodded and gestured to the doors; “It’s really cold out there and it’s nice and warm in here. I need to defrost.” She chuckled but the little man didn’t smile. He placed his fingers into the waistband of his brightly checked trousers and leaned forward, “This is my place, that’s my name above the door and all the girls in here work for me. I ain’t about to let two freeloading street hookers work my place without paying me some respect and money!”
Alex shook her head, “You have the wrong idea sir, we just want to warm up, we came in with the Glenboro herd. We’re travelling with Caleb Goldboro and his brother, they’ll probably be here as soon as they settle the herd….” She didn’t finish. The little man spat on the floor, “Ain’t heard of them, and I know posh street tarts when I sees them. All paint, fancy hats and no drawers. Probably rob your tricks when they’re drunk….” He was now interrupted. “I know Caleb Glenboro and his kid brother. If they say their with him that’s good enough for me and should be good enough for you Walter Fiddles.” Alex and Jackie turned to see where the soft deep voice came from. They both had to look up. The body attached to that soft voice was huge. He must have stood over six feet in his boots. He wore a long sheepskin coat and carried two pearl handed pistols around his waist. The handles reversed and he rested a big hand on one. The other raised his hat to Alex and Jackie.
“John Delray at your service ladies.” He said quietly and the little man pulled off his hat and babbled; “I didn’t know the ladies were friends of yours big John, honest I didn’t. Here ladies sit down and warm yourselves, I’ll git one of my girls to fetch you’ll all hot coffee, that’ll warm you up!” He nodded at the pair as they sat and quickly made his way to the bar. Big John placed his hands on the back of the girls chairs and smiled; “Just tell them to put any coffee, drinks or grub on my account.” They both stared at the huge hands and smiled. Alex really smiled; “Do you think there are any hotel rooms left in this town Mr. Delray, my sister and I need to freshen up.” Big John rubbed his chin and nodded slowly. “I can get you in at Bella’s place. It’s a decent eatery that rents out the back rooms to travelling salesmen and the like. It’s clean and cheap. I’m sure Bella could even knock up a hot tub if you want one.” Both Alex and Jackie nodded, “That would be really nice if you could Mr. Delray.” Alex said quietly and the pair really smiled. The big man chuckled; “Call me Big John ladies, now we are really acquainted.” Alex and Jackie exchanged a glance; they really did want to get better acquainted with the big, soft-spoken man.
Alex sipped her coffee which was so strong, she checked her teeth with a finger to make sure they weren't melting and - remembering the mission - asked the big man about a certain Joshua Standing: a little man with a big gun and even bigger ego. John folded his arms and nodded; "You mean that annoying dwarf with a cut down scatter gun [Shotgun in the UK!] who likes to dress like a queer Mexican bandit?" Jackie answered with a quiet yes, asking if the little man was around. Big John rubbed his unshaven chin and shook his head; "I heard he and his fuc.... frigging donkey headed up the Indian Mountain trail yesterday morning, told that young whore - Griselda - who works for old madam Lois, that he was meeting a very old Indian who calls himself 'Chief Mountain Cock' who was going to trade some ancient painted animal skins for whisky and a new rifle." Big John was handed an overflowing whisky glass by one of the saloon girls [who gave Alex and Jackie really dark looks] and he knocked it back in one, his face screwing up and now bent over, slapping his chest and thighs with both hands, finally gasped; "Jesus! That's the good stuff alright! Thank you kindly Mademoiselle Charlette!" He coughed violently for another minute, appearing to struggle for breath then straightened up, telling the smiling woman to fetch another!
Jackie whispered to Alex; "Sweet heavens! And that's the good stuff?" Alex placed her coffee cup down and noticed the wooden floor of the saloon at the big man's feet: some of the 'whisky' had splashed on the old floor boards and now that patch looked brand new. She coughed, reminding Jackie never to drink the spirits in this place, but Jackie - staring at the hissing floor - really didn't need to be told that!
After Big John had thrown another 'whisky' down his neck and had to sit down after it for a couple of minutes, apparently to allow his vision to return, he guided the ladies up the muddy 'main street' to a large house with a wrap-round porch and sitting at the top of the red painted stairs was a very big lady, sprawled in a groaning, creaking rocking chair that could just about cope with her bulk. "Mornin' Miss Bella, I wonder if you could kindly accommodate these lady friends of mine with a decent room and maybe use of the bath tub?" The big woman eased up in the chair and scratched her unshaven face, pulling the big cob pipe from her vivid red painted lips. "Sure can Big John." She replied and yelled for some 'useless old bastard' called 'Useless bastard Anne' who tuned out to an ancient looking, elderly lady with almost transparent skin and pure white hair: she didn't have a tooth in her head and her language was a mix of expletives and old Mexican. She gestured for the girls to follow her and Big John tagged along out of sheer boredom.
"What the fuc...frig, is she saying?" Jackie quietly asked Alex who shook her head; she didn't know and temporal detectives can speak all human languages! Big John grunted, raising his hat and wiping his neck with it. "Old useless bastard says the water in the big tub is still warm and clean because Miss Bella had all her girls washed in it this morning. You see, there's a troop of Calvary coming through this afternoon and them boys surely do love their oysters cleaned!"
Jackie sighed and said quietly to Alex; "yeah, but I bet nobody has ever found a bloody pearl!" Now that made Alex chuckle and 'Useless old bastard' shoved open a big door that had several bullet holes spread about it and pointed in; It was - laughingly - called the 'bathroom' and contained a huge tin bath that originally was used for 'dipping' flocks of sheep. There were few sheep around this days; the cattle ranchers had shot most of the 'shepherds' and the local Indians had stolen most of the sheep. Apparently Miss Bella had purchased the tub cheap from a sheep farmer who was desperate for fare because he really needed to leave town on the next stage-coach. Despite bullet holes in his hat and boot prints on his skinny arse, the little Irishman, Flint McCafferty - now a former shepherd - just made the last coach out and found it packed with the remaining [that is, the one's still breathing...] shepherd's, all with the same idea. Strangely enough, no one complained that the driver had taken advantage of the dire situation and there were thirteen men all jammed in the coach that normally sat four......
Alex ran a hand through the water and smiled a little; it was warm and looked quite clean. She smiled at Jackie and both smiled at Big John. Now he really grinned and threw his coat on a peg by the pot-bellied stove and pulled off his clothes; or rather peeled them off. "Last one in is a pansy!" he declared and leapt in the tub, stark naked apart from his boots and hat. The girls quickly followed and Big John had to solve a real conundrum: who to fuck first! After some deliberation [about nine seconds] he picked Jackie and wasn't disappointed one little bit that she was a 'special lady'. Now that surprised both the girls until he mentioned that a lot of the local men really missed the sheep and cursed the greedy ranchers for driving them away to preserve the all the grass for their cattle. Alex remembered the mission briefing, especially the part about women being outnumbered by men almost ten to one around these parts and men will always be men, she thought.
Both girls had now seen why Mr. John Delray was called 'Big John' and it was nothing to do with his height! Jackie actually wondered if the big man felt faint when he had an erection because the amount of blood needed to fill it would make most men pass out. Big John sat in the bath with Alex on his left and Jackie on his right; they both had a hand on his huge cock. He placed his arms around their shoulders and nodded to Alex; "You start pretty lady, I reckon that sweet mouth of yours's could pull carrots from the field and you wouldn't need to use your hands!" Jackie chuckled as Alex went down on Big John; "Oh Big John, you don't know how bloody right you are!"
“Christ, you could get a football team in here.” {she's talking about the tub, not her mouth.....] Alex muttered, splashing the most welcome hot foamy water about. She splashed some on John’s big hairy back as he fucked Jackie, who was on her hands and knees in the ‘shallow’ end. He was gripping the edges of the big tin bath and thrusting down with some vigour. Jackie also had her hands on the edge of bathtub and her arse in the air; it was filled with Big John’s big cock. Panting a little Big John turned to Alex and really grinned; “Now this is what I call a special lady!” he said, thrusting back and forth. It had really surprised Alex that John wanted to fuck Jackie first after finding out that she was – indeed – a special lady. Now as she watched the pair having sex, she concluded that John was probably a closet homosexual and you certainly didn’t come out of that closet in these times because you'll end up dangling at the bottom of a rope!
Alex was rubbing her fanny with her hands and pushing fingers inside, she was really anticipating being fucked by the wild big man, as he turned around in the bathtub and sat Jackie in his lap, still firmly embedded in her arse. Jackie now had an arm around John, and they were French kissing with some passion. Alex chuckled and joined in, pushing Jackie’s cock into her willing and welcome mouth. Big John absolutely loved the sight of that and groaned with pleasure between working his mouth on Jackie’s tongue, neck and shoulders. Jackie yelped a little as John marked the bottom of her neck with a passionate love bite. That’s when the bathroom door flew open and a tall man with dark features stood, hands on hips and grinned; “You and me need to talk big John about fair shares. You owe me nearly a hundred Yankee dollars and I want it in silver coin, none of that paper shit.” The tall man raised his hat to Alex and Jackie, “Morning ladies.” Was all he said. Big John groaned, he had emptied his balls into Jackie tight little arse.
“For God sake Clem, can’t it wait. I am sort of busy here.” Big John muttered and kissed Jackie again, adding. “In my coat pocket, there’s about twenty Yankee gold pieces, that should cover your needs until we are back at the old McCullum place. Tell the boys we’ll be heading out to Dead Donkey’s Gulch in the morning. That bloody train ain’t going to wait for us, is it now?” The tall man nodded and went to the coat and helped himself to a handful of coins. He raised his hat again to the ladies, “I’ll see you there big John and that one [indicating Alex] is the best-looking fucking whore I’ve seen since we robbed that bank in San Francisco. You remember, she cost five dollars, I mean fucking five dollars and it was worth every God damn cent!” He walked out shutting the door quietly and big John saw the girls staring at him, he shrugged his shoulders; “So, I rob trains and banks for a living. It’s not like I’m a real thief like a Washington Politian or a bishop or something.”
Both Alex and Jackie started to laugh, and the big man joined in, easing his cock from Jackie’s backside. He smiled at Alex; “Now it’s your turn sweet thing. Where do you want it?” Alex leaned back against the bathtub and opened her legs. Big John nodded; he didn’t need a map or book of instructions to discover what the ‘lady’ wanted and where to put it.
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