Free Longarm and the Train Robbers by Tabor Evans

back with contentment.  He'd been shaved, and
was wearing a fresh change of clothes and underwear.  He almost
felt civilized, and was in no hurry to leave the warm and
pleasant surroundings where he had spent many a happy
evening.
    "Hello!" the woman
purred, leaning over the table so that the upper portions of her
large breasts dangled like overripe melons.  "My dear, dear
deputy.  I didn't expect you to be back so soon!"
    "Well, Milly," he
replied, "neither did I.  But there was this train wreck on the
mountain just to the east of us, and ever since my life has sort
of gone to hell."
    "You look pretty
happy right now."  Milly slid into the chair and laid a familiar
hand on Longarm 's muscular thigh.  "I think that I can make you
look even happier with almost no effort at all."
    "Milly, you
vixen!"
    "Buy me a
drink?"
    "Sure."
    Longarm ordered
them both brandy, and then he told Milly about the train wreck,
Eli Wheat's escape, and the manhunt.
    "And you think
they are hidin in Laramie?"
    "At least some of
them, but probably not all."
    "If they have
money, they might be coming my way," she said.  "Tell me how I
would know they are the ones you want."
    Longarm told her
the same things that he had told Sheriff Cotton and Earl.  "You
need to keep a sharp eye out for that cigarette paper and for the
money."
    "I always watch
for money, you know that."
    "Yeah, I know. 
That's why I've always wondered why you waste time with a poor
federal lawman."
    Milly's hand
slipped higher until it rested over Longarm's flaccid manhood. 
"You know why I don't think spending time with you is wasted.  Or
do I have to remind you right now?"
    "Stop it."  He
laughed, feeling himself start to swell.  "I'm not up to that
tonight and you need to be circulating.  The men I seek might
well be just passing through.  I can't catch them if I'm making
love with you."
    "What a shame." 
Milly sighed.  "Well, then I had better get to work. There are
guests here tonight who have both time and money."
    "Look for those
Royal Crown cigarettes and let me know what you find."
    "I will," Milly
promised.  "But I can't imagine some rich Englishman riding with
a gang of train robbers."
    "No," Longarm
conceded, "that does not sound very likely, but one never knows. 
I've seen people I thought to be rich as kings turn out to be
thieves. We all put on a little show--even you,
Milly."
    "Show?" She
laughed and brazenly cupped her breasts.  "They're not show,
Deputy.  You of all people know that they're for real--or do you
need to be shown all over again right now?"
    "Stop it, Milly!"
he said in mock anger because he knew that she was simply trying
to tease and embarrass him.  Milly was actually a very educated
and well-read woman, and that was why she of all the women was
the only one allowed in the Outpost Hotel to mingle with the rich
Eastern guests.
    "Bye, honey,"
Milly said, "I just saw another gold mine come waddling in the
door."
    "Sure," he
said.
    Milly, hips
swaying provocatively as she crossed the dining room, turned
every man's head in the place, even those with wives and
girlfriends.  Longarm watched with admiration as Milly targeted
an older, corpulent man who had all the appearance of
wealth.
    Longarm shook his
head with wonder.  Milly had once told him that she had a bank
account that was large enough to buy a small cattle ranch or a
ten-room whorehouse decked out like a doll cottage.  And now,
watching Milly ingratiate herself with the rich old man, and
seeing the way his nose began to twitch with all the excitement
of a bird dog, Longarm was a believer.

CHAPTER
7
    Longarm went to bed
that night thinking that he had plenty of baited hooks in the
water and wondering which one would land the first fish.  It felt
wonderful to drop off to sleep in a feather bed with clean sheets
and not have to worry about getting rained on in the night or
waking up with a stiff back.
    He was sleeping
like the dead when he was suddenly jarred awake by a loud