Free Microsoft Word - Jenny dreamed by kps

to calm her, Beau knew immediately that her mental confusion had nothing to do with alcohol. He drew away from her so that he could think more clearly, swearing an oath as he realized she'd been drugged. It was typical of that hard-hearted bitch, Lil, to pull something like this! There had been times in the past when he'd returned to find one of her regular girls missing and it was rumored that Lil had got them hooked on taking laudanum. and then sold their services to a pimp in Denver.
    Jennifer moved restlessly beside hint, her arms held tightly by the ropes, and Beau cursed once more. There had been no need for restraints. The girl was as helpless and vulnerable as a homeless waif! With anger flooding through him, Beau reached up and untied the ropes, his passion forgotten for the moment as he glowered over the marks the rough hemp had left on her tender skin. Even though she was free now, Jennifer Bryant seemed to be unaware of the change. Her eyes were only half open as he massaged and soothed her wrists, bringing the blood flowing back to fingers numb from constricted circulation.
    Outlaw, stage robber, gunman ... Beau Stanner was all of these, but his upbringing on an Alabama plantation had been that of a gentleman, and much of it was too ingrained to forget, no matter what profit he garnered from his chosen lifestyle. The code that would allow him to use every tactic to entice a woman to passionate enjoyment, even if at first she was reluctant, did not include-taking a woman who was unable to make her own choice, whose mind was fogged by a drug that had made her passive. The other members of his gang were less inclined to suffer moral self-judgment. There had been times, he knew, that each of them had taken a woman by force and enjoyed her more for the struggle, but Beau Stanner more pride in his looks and abilities as a lover to use such means for his satisfaction.
    While his mind roiled with frustration, his erection defeated by his own standards of what was right and wrong, Beau had ignored Jenny. He turned to cast a longing look backwards before he dressed, only to find that she lay curled toward him, sullen confusion revealed in the soft pouting of her lips.
    She still confused him with her phantom lover, and it seemed that Jenny's aroused senses battled with a natural modesty, as she stared at him with an erotic languor that communicated her need to continue their lovemaking.
    Beau groaned, as much for himself as for her, then lay back to pull her into his arms. If he'd only known, he thought over and over again, until a passion more fierce than before returned to block out all thought. With her hands now free, Jenny clung to him, her fingers clasped tightly together behind his neck, her lips begging for his kisses and more. In the room next door, a faded blonde whose hair had once been golden, whose overly plump figure had once been lushly 'curved, peered through a peephole, vicariously enjoying the scene that was unfolding. Lil Conti motioned to her husband to watch for a few minutes, then opened the black gown she wore, letting it drop to the floor. Time had dragged on her flesh and her ample breasts sagged heavily now without the support of the corset she usually wore. Still, the passions that had ruled and directed her life burned as they had in her youth, their fires banked now but ever smoldering. Impatiently she signalled Pauly and he reluctantly took his eye away from the wall, regretting the fact that Lil, and not he, would witness the final consummation of the lovemaking in the next room. That girl there was one to inspire a man to loving! He kept a mental image of her loveliness as Lil took his place at the peephole and he positioned himself behind her, well aware that she expected him to caress her body while she lewdly indulged in voyeurism. Blood always ran true, Lit thought to herself. as she noted how sensually Jennifer Bryant twisted beneath Stanner's hard, muscled body. The inhibitions of her