"What's your name?", Sybil asked.
"The Drifter", he answered.
"But what's your real name?", Sybil kissed her lover.
"I had a name once...A long time ago. But I forgot it. I...it doesn't matter', the Drifter begun. He saw her breasts go up and down.
"Uh, where's your father? And mother?", the Drifter enquired.
"Daddy's the Sheriff; Mother is dead", Sybil said.
"That's great! What's your name, darling?", the Drifter changed the subject.
"Sybil Chastain", Sybil said.
"Now, I won't be long in Arizona. I killed some of the Sheriff's men", the Drifter said. "But...but...you can't leave me", Sybil said.
"I'm looking for gold. And, once I'm rich, then we can live on a ranch, have a brood of children...and live in peace", the Drifter said. "And marriage?", Sybil said. "No, too dangerous. Maybe eloping will do", the Drifter said, and he kissed her mouth...As they made love in the bed.
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The Saloon of Dead Men A Western
HistoryczneIn 1853, a mysterious Drifter heads to a place where no men dare to travel. And, as he arrives, he brings death to those who threaten him. The new historical Western/Adventure novel by Robert Helliger, author of "The hook man only comes out at night...
