<strong>Nathan Maddoc</strong><div class="floatright">(http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7041/6784901344_8e4803feaa_m.jpg)</div><br/><em>Sunday Night – In the Fucking Gulch bar</em><br/><br/>The surprise of seeing someone he knew as more than a passing acquaintance left Nathan speechless for a moment. Rather rudely, he seemed to have forgotten Amethyst in the midst of his distraction. He rolled his bottle of beer from hand to hand, fidgeting and looking Ellie up and down in disbelief... that she was here, that she was more alluring than he'd ever imagined during their wandering conversations about local history, farming methods, movies and everything in between. She'd always seemed like a sweetheart, a 'good girl', pretty but chaste... yet here she was, in the brothel, and clearly not just a visitor.<br/><br/>Her blush stirred him out of his tied-tonguedness, and he laughed, reaching up to scratch the back of his neck. “You didn't expect to see me? I didn't expect to see you! But wow, you look... fantastic,” he added impulsively, eyeing her creamy flesh offset against the low-cut scarlet dress. It was hard to miss the way she turned to show herself to best – and impressive – effect, and Nathan was feeling it full-force.<br/><br/>“Other job... so you... work here?” he asked, his tone shocked but not at all repulsed. If anything, a new light came into his bright blue eyes as he watched her cheeks redden. The girl he'd thought of as sugar and spice and all things nice was suddenly revealed to have a hidden sexual side... and it turned him on immensely.