<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=107414.msg4789172#msg4789172">Quote from: derek on 15-06-2011, 07:58:41</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Sam Markham...Day 2</strong><br/><br/>"Well now...that's a beer." Sam said with a wink as she licked the foam from her hand and handed the mug to him.   He would have gladlly licked her fingers clean for her.  The more he looked at her the more he liked what he saw in her.  She not only had spunk but character...that was his first impression anyway.  He smiled as their gazes met.  He took two big gulps and savored the feeling of the cool elixir going down as it soothed his dry throat.<br/><br/>He nodded and winked back at her.  "Irene huh?  I like that...it has a ring to it."<br/><br/>He was truly enjoying her attitude...and the options she offered.<br/><br/>He 'thought' about them a few moments longer than it took him to make up his mind.  He didn't want to spoil the haggling or seem as desperate as he felt inside for her company.<br/><br/>"I believe the bath and your sparkling company all night is what I want."  He paused, "Is the bath warmer than say...your bed right now? When's the clock start on all night and how much scratch are we talking?"<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Irene focused her attention on the live one before her.  She smiled, her lips curling up right as she regarded him.  Lawmen were notorious for expecting something for nothing so it was best to set the bar high enough, but not too high that he'd get mad and cause trouble for Ms. Starr.<br/><br/>She stepped up on the bottom shelf behind the bar, getting closer to the man as she leaned her elbows on the inner counter.  "Big gun," she said, looking at the weapon and then looking at the man.  "Compensating?" she asked, her eyes daring the man; how far could she push him, she wondered.<br/><br/>She cast a glance down to Cameron, sending a full grin to her new friend.<br/><br/>The man, not that she set any merit by a book's cover, but this man's shoulders hinted at height.  She did like a tall man.  Especially if they were put together so that all parts were in proportion; and that wasn't any guarantee.  She looked back to his face and raised her eyebrows at him.<br/><br/>"We don't discuss money down here, handsome.  And, it all depends on how hard I have to work."  She smiled once more, right at him.  Hell, Irene thought, I'm beginning to enjoy this slut stuff.  Maybe it was the morning brandy talking, but she was enjoying this exchange.  Maybe her inner-slut was finally surfacing and the job would finally become less than tiresome.