Page 53 of Ask No Tomorrows


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“What’s that?” Riley asked.

“That is a mustache…you are simply too clean shaven, besides, it will age you a little,” she assured her.

After applying it, they all giggled and laughed together. Riley wasn’t sure when she’d had so much fun. But the look in the mirror scared her. She did look like a man.

“Here, can you smoke a cigar?” Miss Tilda asked, handing her a cigar and staring at her.

“Never tried.” Riley took the cigar and rolled it between her fingers like she had seen her father do. They all laughed.

“Well, you don’t have to smoke it really, unless you want to.”

Everyone laughed.

“Good luck, honey.” She winked at Riley.

Riley nodded to them all, and smiled as she walked away.

Miss Tilda smiled coyly. “Now, you come back sweet man, there’s plenty of that for you next time…”

Riley held her shoulders up and smiled as she walked out of the whorehouse and into the street.

Sam stood at the end of the street with the reins to a buggy. “Mr. Morgan, are we ready to leave, sir?”

A few gentlemen passed by, gave her a glance and nodded, then went on their way.

Riley smiled, twitching the fake mustache with a finger. “I believe so.”

Sam smiled and waited until Riley got in the buggy before he trotted out of town toward the west.

“You look perfect,” he whispered as he settled in beside her.

“Thanks, Sam…for everything.”

He shot her a quick appraisal and smiled. “My pleasure. Now let’s go get that ranch back.”

Nodog took his place in front of the buggy and led the way.

Chapter Twelve

“So what did you think of it?” Sam asked after they were well out of town.

“Of what?” she asked as she kept her voice steady and her eyes averted.

“The whorehouse,” Sam spoke as though jesting.

“Oh…well, the furniture and decorations were elaborate, never seen anything so grand in my life. Fit for a queen. Reminds me of what my daddy used to call an oasis in a desert.” She smiled. “And Miss Tilda is special, she really is.”

“And the girls?”

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“Well.” She cleared her throat. “Once I got used to the fact that no one had clothes on, I got on well. I found them wild, beautiful and hardy. They were all so nice to me, I had to like them.”

Sam threw back his head and laughed.

Riley looked at him as though he’d lost his mind. “What’s so funny?”

“Haven’t ever seen a lady like a whore before. You beat all.” Sam laughed, a glint of humor flashed across his face.

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