Creative Writing: The Witch Trails

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Pages: 2

Ahh, the horrible let down of the whiskey dick. All the girls knew about, and had come across it more times than they cared to. Granted sometimes having the man simply passing out or being unable to give a proper salute was a good thing as well. It really depended on the costumer. In truth there were a few men in town she'd love to have it happened to and others she may actually pout over. One thing was for sure, leaving a woman wanting when she honestly did want it...well that was never a good thing.

"Ah I see, well at least you were saved being woken up by a poke in the backside and morning breath." she teased lightly seeming to still trying and stay on the positive side of things. Lola leaned back in the seat at the bar as the front doors