Lion Head Mesa How I’m gettin on

fresh off her victory against the virgin, maggie was in a good temper. she did not even mind the bawd's order that she stroll their red roads. and so she did.
the man was immense! he was like a tiger, and somehow he blended well against the terrain.
she would be like a gnat to him, and that was what tipped maggie directly into his path.
"they'll be waiting for yew at the front," the beauty said breathlessly up toward him. "oi'm maggie. i can take yew there now, if yew like, me lord?"
her iceweave eyes sought the scars that tore across his massive face.