Bloody cocksuckers the lot of them.
He watched the people walk in the streets and see them laughing at the fucking silliest things when really there was no bloody reason too.
He sighed and he glared at the new inn that was in the middle of building.
How fucking dare they build another inn in this town! He should be the only Inn owner in this town at night that got everything provided.
Beers, rooms, food, prostitutes, bit of a good old card game here and there. What fucking more could those ungrateful cocksuckers ask for?
He sighed and guessed that his Inn wasn't good enough for the lazy bastards.
He shall have to do something about it.
Perhaps he shall send Dan or Silas later on to have a look at the damn thing.
Just at the thought of the Inn overpowering his own, he felt jealously shoot through him and he knew what to do to make that fucking jealously to go away.
Right now, he needed a good fuck.
"Trixie!" He shouted and the blonde prostitute walked in slowly. The beatings he had given her were still on her face, marked there probably forever.
"Yes master?" She asked quietly. Knowing very well what's going to happen.
He glared at her and beckoned her towards him. She obeyed and Al kissed her roughly and demandingly on the lips.
A good fuck is all you need to solve the cocksuckers problems, he thought grimly to himself.
Note-
First deadwood fanfiction so sorry if its crap. Also im still in the middle of season 1 and still need to watch the rest of the series but I love it so far.
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