Lunar Gaze

Chapter 15*

Not too far away from the tavern, Kidd found himself in a brothel. He'd spent the last day or two constantly being around Josephine, and as much as a pain as she was, she was greatly tempting. He knew that he would not be able to make any true advances on her, knowing her status she would surely decline.

So he decided to do the next best thing. In the brothel the girls lined up before him, awaiting for him to choose one of them. They all wore a tremendous amount of rouge, their hair artificially curled. There were many ethnicities, as she walked the line he passed girls who were white, black, mulatto, and oriental.

None of them, of course, amounted to Josephine. But he simply had to do his best. Once he got to the end of the line, he looked to the Madame who watched him take his look at the girls. Then he spoke up. "Make them turn around."

"Turn around?" The Madame asked. "Is it their rear you wish to see?"

He answered reluctantly. "Yes it is. Now order them to show me their backs."

After walking the line once again, he looked at each girl's backs. Their dresses were simple and revealing, many of their waists being brought in by a corset. Their shoulder blades, the curvature of their spine, how their torso meets their hips.

One girl in particular caught his eye. She was black, her hair fluffy and afro-like just as Josephine's. Her body slender, but still maintaining an appealing shape. Of course it wasn't as good as the real thing, but it was close enough.

"Yes, this is who I choose." Kidd spoke. Next thing, they found privacy in a bedroom. The girl laid on the bed flatly on her back. She was entirely nude, her humble breasts laying flatly on her chest. Her brown nipples reacted to the chilly air in the room. Kidd, who stood at the end of the bed, began to unbuckle his pants. Then without warning, grabbed the girl by her ankles and flopped her on her stomach. He ran his finger down her spine. "It is your back I wish to see."

She stuck her ass up toward him, sitting on her hands and knees. In no time, she felt Kidd ram into her. With hard pressure he thrusted in and out, their skin slapping together causing a sound to spread throughout the room. He was quick and to the point, staring only at her behind. In his mind he imagined Josephine, her smile, her hair, the attitude she constantly gives him. But all that could be felt by his companion at that moment was rage filled desire, which she enjoyed. She moaned with every terrible thrust, welcoming all his passion.

Below his breath, one could hear Josephine's name being moaned out. Every word that dropped from his lips was directed at Josephine. His finish was a relief to him, he hoped that finally he got it out his system.

Back at the tavern, Josephine continued to engage with her new Spanish acquaintance. She knew Kidd wished for her not to speak to anyone, but how could Josephine possibly ignore the stranger? He was all too handsome for his own good. Although rugged, he was well put together. His thick hair long enough to be tucked behind his ears, yet still short and cut neatly. His clothes were also well washed and fit him well.

"I'm Manuel de Suría y Aguirre. But you may call me Manuel." He placed a hand on his chest, which had a slight patch of chest hair that suited him well.

"And I am Josephine Scarlett, but you may call me Josephine." She answered back with a smile.

"Josephine, a beautiful Latin name. And you are beautiful as well." He observed, causing Josephine to become quite bashful. "Morena?"

"Morena?" Josephine repeated. "I'm sorry, I do not understand."

"Your tongue is that of a West Indian. Xamayca?" Manuel inferred.