<div class="floatleft">(https://img.sharetv.com/shows/characters/large/godless.roy_goode.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Character: Tom Horn<br/><br/>Location: Lola's Saloon Bar Area<br/><br/>Time of day: Evening<br/><br/>Tagging: Ashley/Open<br/></strong><br/><hr/><br/>A sweet voice broke through the singing of Lola, Tom's eyes opening as he heard the voice speaking to him, the taste of whiskey still fresh in his mouth. A smile broke across his face as he saw Jasmine standing in front of him, offering him another drink. Tom was still male, his eyes did take in the sight in front of him. His eyes drifted over her ample cleavage, lingering just a little before continuing up into her eyes, looking deep into her eyes as she spoke to him.<strong>''Evening Jasmine.''</strong>Tom replied, tipping his head slightly, a habit that came from wearing a cowboy hat most of the time. Although tipping your head really didn't have the same effect as tipping you hat to someone.<br/><br/><strong>''I am great thank you for asking, all the better now that I have you for some company.''</strong>Tom replied, offering her a slight compliment and some playful banter. It took Tom a long time to open up, to actually start to speak with the saloon girls, before he got comfortable with them, he really just spoke in grunts, just asking for a drink here and there. He tried his best to keep eye contact with her despite the fact that her breasts were screaming out to him, screaming for just one more glance.<strong>''I would love another one of these fine whiskeys you have.''</strong>he said raising his glass up a little,<strong>''And when things quiet down, you are always more than welcome to join me for one.''</strong>Tom offered. It wasn't often Tom asked one of the ladies to join him at his table, normally he just had the usual formalities shared followed by him ordering a drink. He really only ever asked 3 of the ladies to ever join him for a drink. Jasmine was obviously one of them, Lola was also always welcome at his table and lastly was Rose. Tom did offer her one last smile before she set off to get his drink, his eyes drifting quickly over her body. He had to give it to Lola, all of her ladies looked up market, not the usual tavern wenches like most saloons.