Incident at Pima Mesa
Copyright© 2004 by Amanda Pierce
Chapter 13
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 13 - Miranda's insatiable carnal desires are unleashed when she is given shelter by a minister and his wife in nineteenth century Arizona.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Mult Consensual Reluctant Rape Coercion Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Historical Cheating Slut Wife Incest Mother Sister Daughter Cousins BDSM Rough Gang Bang Anal Sex Pregnancy Exhibitionism Slow
Tom was finally up and about, arm in a sling. He was still avoiding Miranda, his anger paling, but not yet to the point where he wished to confront her.
The doctor had suggested a short walk and so he headed down the street, pausing in front of the saloon. He wasn't much of a drinker, however the piano music, which came wafting from inside, was good and he felt he needed something to brighten his spirits.
Looking around briefly as he entered, he saw the usual assortment of card games and saloon girls plying drinks and other pleasures.
Moving to the bar, he started to order when he realized he had no money. Angrily he turned to leave.
"Care to join me?"
The face was clean shaven, the clothes clean. The man had been sitting alone at a back table when Tom entered and had moved to the bar beside him.
"Randy Barrett," he said offering his hand and motioning to the table.
"Well... sure, I guess. I'm Tom Willis," said Tom, holding out his good hand.
"I heard about what happened to you and your wife. Ramon Vasquez is one tough hombre," stated the stranger as they sat at a back table. "You're probably lucky just to be sitting here right now. A lot of men would have been buzzard bait by now."
Tom nodded though he didn't feel very lucky at all right now.
"You seem to know a lot about me," Tom said somewhat suspiciously.
"Well," said Barrett, "Mrs. Jenkins is good at helping Doc Welty, but she does have a loose tongue. I"m afraid it's all over town about what Vasquez did to you... and your wife."
"What do you mean what he did to my wife?" demanded Tom indignantly.
"I'm sorry, I really am," said the rancher with genuine concern, "but it seems you were delirious for a while and..."
"And what?" demanded Tom reddening.
"You talked about what went on between Vasquez and your wife... look, it's none of my business."
"Damned right it isn't, or anyone else's!"
"Lord knows there's already enough gossip about your wife. It's better left alone."
"Gossip? What gossip?"
Barrett seemed hesitant.
"Tell me!" insisted Tom.
"Well..."
Tom's voice lowered into the range of threats.
"Tell me!"
"Look," said Barrett, obviously embarrassed, "while you were at the Doc's, your wife has been staying with old Reverend Graves and that young wife of his, Ellen."
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