"He was the epitome of virile beauty, but with that undeniable edge of something dark and dangerous beneath."
― Abby Green, The Virgin's Debt to Pay
The sound of a simultaneous shot caused Rick's heart to fall into his stomach. For a moment, he was sure it had sounded from the Ladies' room. Rick summed up the odds in seeing most of the room still had their hands up at the sight of two Heckler and Koch handguns ready to fire off by Shane, Tyrese with a sawed-off shotgun and Carl locked and loaded. The ones who didn't have their hands up had their own guns aimed at Shane, Tyrese, Carl and now him.
"Hold up! Hold up in here! I am the Sheriff of this here town. Only shooting will be from my gun written into law on the 3rd-month 5th day, year of our holy baptism. My gun is used only to control lawlessness and this Honky Tonk is rife!"
Eugene's antics seemed to be the best distraction or a likely cause for a blood bath. Rick was on the fence.
Next to the bar, a tall, slender brunette dressed in black latex raised her hand, which was a command to her remaining scouts to lower their weapons.
"My name is Jadyss. Nice to meet you, Sheriff."
"This here town is protected by laws. Lawlessness has no place here. This is a good ole Baptist town." Eugene repeated useless information.
"Well then, Sheriff of the good people, I represent the birthing camp of the south. All we want is the child that was born a few hours ago."
"Only the baby?"
"Well, yes for the camp. I, on the other hand, am seeking out the virgins and was surprised one was sniffed out in all places, a place like this."
Jadyss took a few more steps towards the ladies' room but not before halting next to Rick who she sniffed out something very firey, equating it to his virility. His steely blue eyes bore into her. She sensed his pent up sexual desires immediately.
"You will lay down with me tonight."
