Jackson polished off the first whiskey just as a second was set in front of him.  Layla's charm and smile never failed to put him at ease.<br/><br/>"Nothing that a nice hot bath and a good shave can't cure," he said as he winked to his pretty, young guest.  "How are your skills with a razor?," he continued, sure that his intentions would be made.<br/><br/>He took his eyes away from her stunning beauty long enough to see the pole cat of a man that just walked in.  There was an air of arrogance about him that made Jackson's trigger finger begin to itch.  He slipped his hand to his side for reassurance that his trusty side arms were accessable.  His distrust of the man doubled when he saw Abby and he had shared words.<br/><br/>His eyes searched the room for Lola, who was sure to be about the floor somewhere.  The cackles on his neck stood at attention when he saw her making her way to the stranger.  He tried his best to keep his uneasiness from Layla.<br/><br/>As Abby approached with his food the hunger pangs were in full force.  A weeks worth of jerky and jack rabbit made him hunger for something more substantial.  He noticed the disdain for his guest in her voice as she spoke, but the steak demanded his attention first.<br/><br/>"Thanks Darlin'," he said before he scooped a pile of beans in his mouth.  He swallowed before he spoke again, "You always know how to put a smile on my face."  His words dripped with innuendo.  He'd be lying if he said the thought of two assistants with the bath didn't give his groin a twitch.<br/>