"Ah, but I have." The fat man indicated the scroll under his arm and smiled a hideous, toothy smile. His voice was eerily high-pitched and sibilant. "Ohh yess. There have been serious allegations made concerning the Hellriders personal and professional conduct during the last twenty-four hours, ohh yess. Considering the pivotal event that is about to take place, this matter cannot be delayed. And so…"
"Allegations? What allegations?"
The fat man glanced up at the veranda where I stood. "I believe you are well aware of the contractual limitations on your behavior. Both for major and for minor matters, ohh yess."
"Whos accusing me?" Deadman spat. Aitch emerged from the hearse, grinning, and dressed in what obviously had been his Sunday best fifty years before--a rusty dark suit and tie, his hair slicked back. "You," said Deadman, pointing aggressively to him, his lip curling. "You sneaking, belly-crawling--"
"Hey," said Aitch, holding up his
gay hairy male palms with an exaggerated air of sober probity. "I only know what I heard. Straight from the ladys mouth." I put my hand over my lips in sudden uneasiness.
"From you, thats rich," retorted Deadman. "Goddamn skunk! Yer white stripe is a yard wide--or is that
gay hairy male a yellow streak?"
"Oh, but she talked a blue streak in the barn with me," said Aitch. He looked the
gay hairy male rider up and down. "Im such a good listener, you know. She had a lot to get off her mind. And you ain hardly got off her since you brought her here. Makes a man sick to his stomach to see
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gay hairy male mistreated like that." Aitch shook his head with a nasty grin, not even bothering to fake a convincing sense of moral outrage.
"You
e a damn liar," said the rider through his teeth. "She ain told you nothing of the kind." But he glanced over his shoulder at me with the beginnings of misgiving.
I gazed back at him
gay hairy male with hand still clamped over my mouth, my eyes wide, and his misgiving began to harden into suspicion. He tore his eyes
gay hairy male away from mine and glared at the fat man. "So. You think Ive broken the terms. Whats your evidence? Pile of steaming horseshit, Ill bet."
"Unfortunately, my evidence is incontrovertible." The fat man didn look as if he thought it was particularly unfortunate. "Ohh yess. However, the situation may be resolvable--"
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