Chapter is rated M for sexual content.

Chapter 38: A Woman's Touch

Lilly paced back and forth in their tent back at the main camp as Arthur read her journal over again. All her dreams of prophecy were in there. She hadn't had many, but they still carried much weight in her mind. Lilly had an idea who the old washer woman was. She knew The Morrigan was a shapeshifter and sometimes took the form of a washer woman, cleaning the blood stained clothes of those marked for death. Lilly was worried though. Why was she allowed more than three questions this time? Why was she washing Arthur's clothes? Was Arthur going to die? Could The Morrigan bring Arthur back if he did? She did hint at it, after all. All of this was a lot for Lilly to wrap her head around.

"This riverbank...is it in Ireland?" Arthur asked.

"I think it's Tír na nÓg. I remember seeing it...I think. When I died," Lilly explained.

"Oh. So it's the Irish afterlife?"

"Sorta. It's the Land of Eternal Youth."

"Well then why was this...washer woman old?"

"I think that was The Morrigan."

"I thought she was young?"

Lilly sighed. "Remind me to give you my book about Irish gods and goddesses to read. The Morrigan shapeshifts. That's why she came as a wolf to me that one time."

"Hmm." Arthur sighed. "Why was she washing my clothes?"

"I think you're marked for death."

Arthur's face dropped. "Oh." He flipped through the pages. "Might have to do with me falling off this horse, you think? Where do you think it was?"

"It looked like Saint Denis. But...you looked sick. Real sick."

Arthur chuckled. "Well, that seems easy to avoid, darlin'. I just won't get sick," he joked.

Lilly rolled her eyes. "This is serious, Arthur. I can't have ya dyin'. Not with our wee bairn on the way," Lilly put a hand to her stomach. "And the other wee bairns we plan on havin'."

Arthur smiled at her. "You got a mind to have a whole manor full of kids, don't you?"

Lilly giggled. "It depends. I don't know how many pregnancies I wantah go through, what with the mood swings and the nausea and the..." Lilly reached for a jar of pickles and grabbed one, munching on it as she talked. "The fatigue and the headaches. Oh, and the constant need to relieve me feckin' bladder and colon!"

Arthur fell over on the bed laughing. "Is it really that bad?"

"Yes!" Lilly took another bite. "Sometimes I feel like me arse is on fire!"

Arthur cackled louder. "Oh, I'm glad you're goin' through this and not me."

Lilly smirked at him and kicked his shin gently so as not to break or hurt it too badly. "Shaddup!"

"Ouch!" Arthur laughed and pulled Lilly to him, kissing her belly as he sat up. "Hey there Junior, you stop givin' your mother the runs, you hear me?" Arthur burst into laughter.

Lilly giggled. "Yes, listen to yer daddy, wee one. And what makes you think it'll be a boy, Mr. Morgan?"

"Call it a hunch."

"Mmhmmhmm," Lilly chuckled as she straddled Arthur. She took one more bite of the pickle. "I think it's fittin' to name the first born son after the father, but I got designs fer A names if it's a girl."

"Which ones?"

"Aoife. She was a powerful warrior. Then there's Andraste, who was a goddess worshipped by, hahaha, Queen Boadicea. Aisling is another one."

Arthur laughed. "Boadicea. I miss that horse." Arthur kissed her as he held her rump. "Got any more names?"

"Aideen."

"Oh, I like that one. But I got one for you. Cahira."

"Hmm, Cahira? Why Cahira?"

"It means "warrior". And this baby will be a great one, especially if it's a girl."

Lilly laughed. "Well, Aoífe was an actual warrior, as was her sister Scathach."

"Hmm. Okay. Well...now that we've discussed that, what do you wanna do about Sean?" Arthur asked.

"We'll have to keep an eye on him. I don't wanna say nothin' until I know more." Arthur looked down at Lilly's stomach and smiled. "What are you smilin' about?"

Arthur looked back up into Lilly's eyes. "I'm gonna be a dad. A real one this time. And I'm not gonna get sick. I'm gonna stick around for this whole thing."

Lilly smiled and held his face. "You promise?"

"I promise. Now, how about we go and do somethin' fun to take our minds off all this vision shit of yours?"

A chuckle escaped Lilly's throat. "Sounds good to me. But uh," Lilly leaned in close and nibbled on his earlobe. It made him flinch and hiss. "Why don't we stay here and have fun first?"

Arthur chortled and placed kisses on her neck. "Whatever you say, Mrs. Morgan."

They started taking each other's clothes off and snogging when Lilly heard a commotion outside. "Hey, what's goin' on out there?"

"I dunno."

Lilly got off Arthur and buttoned her shirt before looking outside. "I ain't complainin'!" Mrs. Adler yelled.

"You are! Complain, complain, complain!" Mr. Pearson yelled back.

Arthur poked his head outside with Lilly. "Hmm, wonder what those two are fightin' for..." Arthur said.

"Hmm, well, Mrs. Adler sure don't seem happy."

"Oh I'm sorry "Captain"! Did they do things differently in the navy?!" Adler shouted.

"Yes! They left the ladies in port!" Pearson shouted back.

"And you preferred that, did you?"

Lilly and Arthur exited the tent to watch the spectacle. "Sometimes...depending on the ladies," Pearson remarked.

Sadie growled, turned, and aimed a knife in the direction of Mr. Pearson's back. "Say whatever you damn well please, but I tell ya, if I don't get outta here soon, I'm gonna kill someone."

Pearson stopped chopping and turned to face her, his butcher knife in hand. "And if you don't stop hissin' at me, I'm gonna kill you!"

Arthur and Lilly looked at each other before power walking in the direction of Pearson's stall. "Come near me, sailor, and I will slice you up!" Adler snarled.

Pearson took a few steps toward Sadie. "You put that knife down or you're goin' to be missin' a hand, lady."

"What is wrong with you two?" Arthur snapped at them both.

Lilly crossed her arms and raised a brow at Pearson. Sadie stabbed her knife into the table. "I ain't choppin' vegetables for a livin'!" The words flung from Sadie's mouth in frustration.

"Oh, I'm sorry, madam. Was there insufficient feathers in your pillow?" Arthur asked in a mocking tone.

"Arthur!" Lilly berated.

"What?" he huffed.

"I ain't lazy, Mr. Morgan!" Sadie said with a snarl. "I'll work, but not this!"

"Well ain't cookin' work?"

Sadie walked away from Arthur and knocked into Mr. Pearson as she stormed by. She stopped and crossed her arms. Lilly sighed and stopped Arthur from making more of a fool of himself. "I'll handle this," she said. "This requires a woman's touch."

Lilly closed in on Adler, who turned around with a sigh. "My husband and I...we shared the work. All of it. I was out in the fields, I can hunt, carry a knife or use a gun. But I tell you, you keep me here," Sadie looked past Lilly at Pearson, "I'll skin this fat old coot and serve him for dinner!"

"Watch your damn mouth you crazy, god damn fishwife!" Pearson yelled.

Sadie howled and leaped but Lilly held her back. "Easy, easy, he's just a silly old man, no need tah take offense tah anythin' he's got tah say!"

"But Lilly!" Mr. Pearson shouted.

Lilly looked at Pearson with a glare. "Mr. Pearson, I say this with the highest respect and affection fer yas, but shut up!"

Arthur chortled lightly. Lilly glanced back at Sadie with an exasperated expression. "Now look, ya wantah help with other jobs, that's fine. Ya need only ask. We'll figure somethin' out but right now, I suggest ya take a wee break and go cool off. Okay?"

Sadie sighed with a nod. "Okay."

Lilly smiled and leaned in. "And don't serve him for dinner, please. He's all fat and no meat," Lilly whispered in a joking voice.

Sadie covered her mouth and snorted. "Alright, alright. I'll go take a walk."

Sadie went off for a walk and Lilly turned to Mr. Pearson. "And you!" she pointed.

"Me?" Mr. Pearson pointed to himself with a gaping mouth.

"Yes you! Have ya forgotten the poor lass lost her whole life not that long ago?" Lilly got in Pearson's face. "Her husband is dead, her house burned down along with all her belongings, and she was the O'Driscoll's prisoner fer three days, Mr. Pearson! Cut the woman some slack, ya unfeelin' fuck!"

Mr. Pearson frowned. "I'm sorry, Lilly. But she is-"

"But nothin'! I don't care how much she conplains. She's only lashin' out with her grief. Be a gentleman and let her lash, okay?"

Mr. Pearson nodded. "You're right. I'm sorry, Lilly."

Lilly pat Pearson on the shoulder. "It's alright. I know us women can be frustratin'. Just be glad she ain't like me. I know I can be worse."

Mr. Pearson laughed. "Yes you can."

Lilly smiled and pat him again before grabbing an apple, biting into it and walking over to Arthur. "See? Woman's touch, mo chuisle." She held up the apple.

Arthur grinned and took a bite. "Yes...a woman's touch indeed."

Lilly smiled and chomped into the apple again. "Mmm, I love apples." She looked past Arthur at the lake and hummed. "You know what we haven't done in a while?"

Arthur looked behind him then chuckled, glancing back at his wife. "Skinny dippin'?"

"Yeah. Let's go do that," Lilly said excitedly.

Arthur smirked evily and lifted her up in his arms. "Oh, we're gonna be doin' more than that, mo stór!"

It was a week later and so far, Lenny, Arthur, Sadie and Lilly had gone to a place called Shady Belle and found money and new guns. Arthur and Lilly also went back to Valentine with Sadie, Karen, Lenny, and Bill and participated in a bank robbery. Lilly was happy with Sadie's skills, finding a parallel soul in the widow Lilly never thought she'd find in another woman. Lilly was also ecstatic that Arthur finally stopped pushing her around about "endangering the baby" but she figured it was because Arthur felt he was doing his job to protect her. She was now nine weeks pregnant and her baby bump had grown just a bit. Her nausea was non existent, her energy levels were up, and she rarely had any headaches. Her food cravings got upgraded from pickles, salted beef and ice cream to wild carrots and candy bars. Lilly thought it was the strangest of things. Still, that didn't stop her from nibbling on a carrot and a candy bar simultaneously as Arthur and her cuddled up by an oak tree in camp.

"Sweetheart, what would happen if you combined the two?" Arthur asked jokingly.

"Combine the two?" she repeated?

"Yes," he said, adjusting his back against the tree as he held her. "If you dipped the carrot in melted chocolate, would it taste good?"

Lilly blinked a few times as she nestled against her husband. "I haven't a clue, mo chuisle."

Arthur pulled put a candy bar and gripped it in his hand tightly. "Because I bet if you rubbed some melted chocolate on that carrot, you'd love it."

"That'd be an odd combination."

Arthur opened the wrapper to reveal some melted chocolate. "Try it."

Lilly chuckled in bemusement and pushed her carrot into the brown, gooey, sugary delight. When she looked up at Arthur and took a bite, her eyes lit up. "Oh my God!"

Arthur cackled. "Good, ain't it?"

"Mmhmm!" Lilly repeated the motion and her eyes rolled up. "Oh, this is heaven! It's even better than the first! You're a genius!"

Another cackle came and made Arthur's chest bounce. "Oh, that wasn't my idea."

"Was it Abigail's?"

"Nope," Arthur sighed. "Actually, it was Eliza's."

Lilly blinked at him and lifted her head. "Really."

"Yes."

"What else did she combine?"

"Pickles and ice cream."

"Really?" Lilly laughed.

Arthur laughed too and pulled out an apple. "Here, try this."

Lilly dipped part of the apple into the chocolate, took a bite, and groaned in pleasure. "Oooooh ggaaaawwwd! This is...we could make a fortune doin' this!"

Arthur prodded her hair with his nose. "Eliza said that too."

Lilly frowned. "Do you miss her?"

"All the time. Isaac too. God, he was a good kid."

"Yeah, he was. I remember when you took him fishin' that one time, and he got so mad, he threw his pole into the river!"

Arthur burst into laughter. "Yes he did. You had to go and get it back for him."

"Haha! I did. But he eventually got the hang of it, didn't he?"

"He sure did."

Lilly sighed. "I miss them both too, Arthur. They was both good."

"Yes."

Lilly took another bite of her chocolate dipped carrot and giggled. "Can I tell you somethin'? About my past?"

"Always, darlin'?"

"Hmm. Papa had a special school, for people like me. I trained for two years to be as lethal and skilled as I was when you and I met."

"I figured as much."

"Yes, but what you didn't figure is that the red child, aka The Morrigan, was the one who taught me all that stuff first."

"You're jokin'."

"Nope. You're lookin' at a child that was hand taught how to hunt, kill, and climb by the Goddess of War and Death herself."

"I'll be damned. You think maybe she gave you your other gifts? The shout and the singing?"

"Maybe. I just find it strange that my father killed her daughter and yet Morrigan had enough compassion to befriend me." Lilly dipped the apple and bit into it. "Mmm. So good."

"Hey now, don't hog all the snacks."

Lilly giggled and opened her mouth to Arthur, sticking a piece of chocolate covered apple out on her tongue. Arthur laughed and sucked it off her tongue which led to a deep and heated kiss. He pinched her nipple through her shirt and Lilly squealed. "Oh! Bithiúnach!"

Arthur chortled. "I love it when you call me that."

Lilly grinned. "Then do another thing and I'll keep callin' you that, cowboy."

Arthur chuckled deeply and kissed her again before yanking her up, lifting her in his arms, and walking over to their tent. "Oh, I'm gonna do plenty for you to call me that over and over!" he laughed.

They got in and Lilly was about to undress him when he stopped her. "What's wrong?"

He tossed Lilly on the bed gently. "Oh no, I am takin' my time with you." He crawled on top of her and they started making out.

Arthur!" the couple heard Hosea shout. "Lilly! Get out here, you crazy lovebirds! We got work to do!"

"Shit," Arthur said. Both of them got up and caught themselves in the mirror. They'd been kissing for thirty minutes, at the least, and they both looked like a tornado picked them up, took off all their clothes, and threw them somewhere. "Alright, Hosea, just...shit, we need...where's my blue shirt? Just give us five minutes!" Arthur replied loudly.

"Oh for cryin' out loud, you two!" John yelled. "Save the romance for later, would ya?"

Lilly giggled and the two got into their clothes as fast as they could. Arthur had issues getting his boot on, so Lilly helped him with it. Lilly hurriedly pulled out a new pair of black pants and a dark blue button down shirt from her clothes chest. She was hopping around to get her fresh pair of pants on, but tripped over Brian and knocked into the vanity table. "Shit, ow! Ugh, don't let me get in your way, Brian!"

"Christ, they fuck more than rabbits!" they heard Sean say.

Arthur buttoned up a blue shirt on himself but Lilly noticed some of the buttons were in the wrong holes. She smacked his hands away and fixed the buttons for him. "Your hair, Lilly!" Arthur whispered. "It's a rat's nest!"

"I'll fix it in a minute!" she hissed.

"We're waiting!" Hosea shouted.

"Oh, come on, Hosea," Dutch said. "Clearly, they're tryin' to hurry. I can hear them scurryin' about in there."

"As ucht Dé, how many of ya are outside?!" Lilly shouted, undoing her braids and brushing out her hair.

"Five of us!" someone yelled. "Wait, eight of us now!"

"Ugh! Perverts, all of ya!" Arthur tried to find his hat, and he accidentally knocked into James and fell down on the bed. Lilly saw this and cackled uncontrollably. "Out, boys! Yer gonna make Arthur break his neck!" Brian and James got up and zoomed out of the tent.

"Maybe you guys should go out to the woods for these...situations!" Charles suggested.

"We're not in a situation, Charles!" Arthur belted out. "We're gettin' dressed!" Lilly finished brushing, put her hair in a quick ponytail, and put her bulldogger hat on.

"You're right, Sean. They're worse than rabbits."

"You can't blame Arthur," Micah said. "If I had a woman like that, I'd never leave her alone."

"If you had a woman like that, she'd kill ya, rob ya, then drag yer dead body for miles with a horse!" Sean laughed along with the rest of the men.

"We can hear everythin' you're sayin'!" Arthur yelled. "Why are you so god damn close to our tent!?"

"Hosea, Sean, just head to the Braithwaites, Lilly will catch up," she heard Dutch say. "I've gotta go into town. Ride along with me for a bit."

"Oooh, no, I gotta wait for lover boy, here," Sean said. "We need to discuss the party."

"Party? What party? And why wasn't I invited?"

Lilly was dressed except she had no gun belt. She scrambled around looking for a new one. Arthur found his hat but had to comb his hair first.

"No, yer invited, Dutch. All the men are. We was gonna inform everyone tonight. See, the four of us never had a wedding reception with family."

"Wait, why are you planning this party?" Charles asked.

"I'm sorry. Would ya like to be included, then?"

Once they felt presentable, they went to join the others but Lilly grabbed his arm. "Wait," she hissed.

"What?" Arthur grunted.

"Your shirt is still buggered!" she fiddled with his shirt collar. "I gotta perform my wifely duties!" she complained humorously.

"Well I don't know, Sean!" Charles barked. "That's not why I was askin'!"

"We'll do it together, man. Calm down, don't go givin' yer arsehole a cramp!"

"Alright. Hosea, let's go. They will catch up," Dutch said. "Arthur and John and Javier got the Grays covered."

"Get out here!" Bill laughed. "Get that rooster out of the hen house already!"

"We ain't doin' that, Bill!" Lilly shouted. "We're gettin' dressed!"

"You keep sayin' that, but I don't think you're makin' any progress!" Bill shouted.

"Wait, your pants are undone." Arthur immediately reached into her pants and dragged a finger along her slit.

Lilly's knees almost buckled. "Oh! Bithiúnach!" she said a little too loud in a tone of wanting. "What are ya doin'? Git yer hand outta there, ya devil!" she scolded with a giggle.

"Uh oh, here come the pet names. I think they're gonna mate again." Sean laughed along with the others.

Arthur chuckled deeply into the crook of her neck, still stroking her nub. "It's not my fault, mo stór. Your pussy cat was meowin' at me. Can I make it purr?" he whispered.

"My pussy cat? As ucht Dé, Arthur. No, now don't ya start that shite! Not...now...dammit, they're waitin' outside."

"Here, kitty kitty kitty," he whispered into her ear.

"Oh my fuckin' god, Arthur," she laughed quietly.

"You love it when I talk like this, admit it."

"Yes but it's so goofy and stupid," she giggled.

"It still makes you laugh," he grinned, wiggling his finger into her. "And wet, too."

"I think this is good for them," Charles said. "Bein' married, I mean. And havin' a baby on the way? Makes me happy for them both."

"It is a happy thing," Sean said happily. "Those two were made fer each other...if ya dismiss the cradle robbin' part." More laughter echoed.

Lilly laughed at him and bit her lip. "Yer a horrible, ghastly man, Arthur Morgan, but me pussy cat is not in the mood to play," she pouted, playing along with his silly game.

"Liar. But I'll only play with the bell on your pussy cat's collar, I promise," Arthur cooed.

"Even me bell is not ready, mo chuisle. Don't...uuuh...yer such a bad influence on me!"

"Are you sure it ain't the other way around, woman?" Lilly beamed at him and kissed him hard.

"Why did it get so quiet in there?" she heard Javier ask.

"Now now, let's give those rabbits some time alone," Sean laughed. "Hosea ain't here to hurry them along no more."

Arthur dragged Lilly in front of the vanity table, got behind her, put his hand back down into her pants, and held her with his free arm. "Just one little purr, Lilly, then we'll go," Arthur spoke softly, peering over her shoulder.

Arthur began rubbing her clit in a circular motion. Lilly giggled then gasped. "Liar, it's never "just one little purr" with ya, bithiúnach."

"Just," he kissed her neck. "One," another kiss on the shoulder. "Little," he flicked his finger back and forth on her nub quickly and she moaned. "Purr," he breathed into her ear.

"Is this gonna be an every day occurrence?" John yelled.

"Oh, yer feckin' insatiable, tú ainmhí," [you animal] Lilly hissed as Arthur continued pleasuring her. "Alright. Just one little purr from me pussy cat."

"That's my girl, heh heh heh." He massaged her a little harder, and she spread her thighs open then bit her lip.

"How long does it take to get dressed?!" Micah heckled.

Lilly watched Arthur in the mirror as he played around inside her pants. Arthur's fingers kneaded faster. "If we weren't in a hurry,' I'd bend you over and take you right now, Lilly."

"Are you two alright in there?" Sean yelled.

Arthur pressed himself up against Lilly's rump and started grinding into her. Lilly started breathing faster. Arthur chortled heavily, kissing her neck. "Are you gonna purr for me, pussy cat?"

"Yes," she moaned quietly. Arthur smiled when Lilly bent herself back. "Fuck, mo chuisle."

"Are you two playin' hide the salami again?" Sean asked.

"No!" Arthur shouted without stopping his fingers. "Lilly's hair needs brushin'! It's horrible right now!"

"Why do you need to stay in there for that?" Bill laughed.

"Because he's helpin' me get the snarls out!" Lilly shrieked, trying to make it sound like it wasn't because of Arthur pleasing her.

"I'm pretty sure that's not what they're doing," she heard John comment. "But can we just go please? Lilly can meet up with us later."

"You go. I told yas, I'm waitin' for Arthur," Sean said.

"So, what kind of party were you thinking, Sean?" Charles inquired.

"Oh, just us goin' to the saloon, maybe sing and dance around, and get severely malafoostered."

"Mala what?" Bill asked. "What kinda word is that?"

"It means drunk."

"Arthur, I'm gettin' close," Lilly hissed. "Mmm, mo chroí..." [my heart...] Lilly arched her head back and shifted her hips back and forth. Lilly began to whimper.

"Wait, that's it?" Charles asked. "That's not a party, that's what we do almost every night." Laughter ensued.

Arthur massaged harder and faster into circles, then back and forth along her nub. She took gasps of air as she felt the orgasm build, bucking her hips towards his hand. Suddenly it hit her intensely and she moaned out in Gaeilge. "A dhéanann tú mo puisín teacht chomh crua, mo chuisle!"...a little too loudly. [You make my pussy come so hard, my pulse!]

Arthur couldn't help but laugh while scolding her, yet not stopping. "Quiet down, you god damn banshee!"

"Then don't play me pussy cat like a fiddle!" she snapped, her legs shaking. "That was NOT "just one little purr", ya fuck!"

"Oh my fucking god!" Sean roared with laughter, and it was followed by a lot more laughter from the men outside.

Lilly covered her mouth to suppress her giggling. "I'm sorry, Arthur. I couldn't help it."

Arthur laughed. "Don't be. I like it when you're loud." He pulled his hand from her pants and buttoned them up.

"Guess we have to go out and face them now, aye?"

"Yeah, but they ain't never gonna let us live this down."

"Psh, let them make their jokes, mo chuisle. I'll set 'em straight. Just you watch."

Arthur and Lilly walked out to be greeted by an apparent waiting party. Sean, Charles, Bill, Javier, Micah, and John were all staring at them with their own expressions of amusement.

Micah looked at Arthur and his grin got bigger. "What uh...what happened to your lip there, cowpoke?"

Lilly looked at Arthur's mouth. She rolled her lips in to prevent herself from laughing. Part of his lower lip was swollen where she bit him earlier. And there were teeth marks. Arthur felt his lip and snickered. "Yeah, Lilly, uh... she gets a bit carried away, sometimes."

"Lilly," Javier said with amusement. "You really are a pussy cat! You used up one life out of nine and it looks like..." Javier got closer to examine Arthur's lip. "Ooooh, you definitely bit him! What a pussy cat!" More laughter came from the group of men.

"What was that you shouted in Irish?" Bill asked.

Sean let out one of his signature giggles. "You make my pussy cat come so hard, my pulse!" The men laughed really hard that one.

Arthur glanced over at Lilly with a smirk. "Ha! I sure do!"

"Oh, I'll skin yer feckin' hide for that, Sean!" Lilly threatened with a giggle.

"With what? Yer pussy cat claws?" The men laughed again.

"You're full of surprises, Arthur," Micah said. "I didn't even know you played the fiddle." People cackled loudly.

"Jesus Christ," Arthur said under his breath with a laugh.

"That's a nasty bite there, Arthur," John laughed. "I think it's worse than mine was. You should lie down and rest. I'll bring you a pussy cat to snuggle with. Oh wait, you already got one." The men laughed again.

"I'm sorry, Arthur," Charles laughed. "I know I shouldn't, but...I gotta ask. What's a banshee? Is it a really loud pussy cat?" The men broke into hysterics.

Lilly gave the group of men a smug grin. "Oh ha ha ha, laugh it up. But you boys could learn a thing or two from my wonderfully attentive husband, here."

"Oh really? Like what?" Bill asked with skepticism.

"Pleasin' a woman."

"Oh, I know how to please a woman, Lilly," Sean giggled. "You can ask Karen. I please her, right I do!"

"That ain't what she said about "MacGuire Junior"."

Sean's face dropped. Arthur and the rest of the group cackled loudly. "That ain't right, Lilly," Sean protested.

"Let me ask you somethin', boys. Have you ever gotten a woman to say things like I just did in the tent, scream out, talk about your manhood with enthusiasm or encouragement, or actually reach their...thresholds? Raise your hands if you have."

The boys scoffed and raised all their hands. Arthur did as well. "I think this backfired on you, Lilly," Bill said.

Lilly smirked. "Okay, how about women you didn't have to pay for?" Arthur was the only one who didn't lower his hand. The rest, however, put their hands down while looking rather sheepish. Lilly grinned. "Hmm, that's what I thought."

Silence. The men were speechless. Arthur chuckled and lit up a cigarette. "What's the matter, fellers?" he said as he exhaled the smoke. "Cat got your tongue?"

Lilly blew a raspberry and went into a fit of giggles. Arthur cackled and the two started walking to the horses. "Well, let's go!" Lilly shouted. "We're burnin' daylight!"