RIDE TO ABILENE
PART TWO
The first part of this story was written a while year ago and for some reason, I never got back to writing a sequel to the experience. On re-reading some of my old pieces. I thought that this one could do with a better closure and so I have decided to do just that.
For better or for worse, and I guess you readers will tell me, which is which, here is part two. If you haven't read Part one, you should, as it provides the perfect backdrop.
A black cowboy, James Bragg, worked on the Four-Square ranch as a ranch hand. Several miles away and on the way to Abilene, an Irish widow, Norma Jack lived alone. Her husband, George, for whom she had no great love, had been shot dead while gambling in Abilene, and she was just maintaining a small household in a remote area.
She grew vegetables and trapped any rabbits or squirrels that she could, for occasional meat. Once in a great while she would hitch up her buckboard and her trusty mule, and after a day's ride into Abilene, would barter vegetables and needlework for food and an occasional treat for herself.
Her personal pleasures would be satisfied by her ingenuity with vegetables and her adroit fingers and the occasional cowboy who struck her fancy.
James not only struck her fancy but blew her mind by pounding her pussy to smithereens after she had invited him to spend the night. It was an exercise that she totally enjoyed. Unfortunately, as he was leaving her cabin, a posse tracking a horse thief saw him after hearing her screaming in ecstasy in the early morning. they misconstrued her distress and knowing that if they knew that she had invited him to spend the night with her, they would have killed her, she lied to them to protect herself by telling them that James had raped her.
They followed him to Abilene and mistakenly identified another black cowboy as her assailant. They had him tried and convicted of her rape and murder and he was sentenced to hang.
When James arrived later, he informed the Sheriff that Norma was not dead and after a short investigation, the other black cowboy was released.
The two black cowboys got out of Abilene as soon as they could, and the new chapter begins here.
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PART TWO
As James and Jake rode away from Abilene, Jake thanked him for saving his life.
"Dem, white people in Abilene were ready to string my ass up 'til you came along, man. I kint thank you enuff fer savin' my life," he said.
"I knowed that you weren't guilty, and I couldn't see you hang fer sumthin' that nevah happen'," James said. "Mizz Jack wanted dick and I give her it, come to think of it she might want sum mo'" James grinned.
"James, you crazy as hell! You goin' back by dat woman to see if you could get sum mo pussy?" Jake asked.
"So dat WE could get some mo pussy," James laughed. "All dem people in Abilene embarrass cause dey was wrong. Dey know dat Mizz Jack ain't dead and she orright, so nobody thinkin' 'bout her now."
We could stop by and if she wanna get anudda good poking, we give it to her becos' much people don't go by where she live and she tell me that she love cock but don't get it often."
"James, you gine get my ass hung, but if I goin' get hung, it betta if I do de crime, so lewwe go!" Jake laughed.
At sunset, the two black cowboys rode up to the Jack homestead.
As they rode up to the well, a voice came from the cabin.
"Don't even think about gittin' off dem horses, keep riding."
"Mizz Jack, did is James, we jus' wanna water our horses, dat be ok?"
"James, you sure you ent back to kill me afta what I do?" Norma asked.
"No Mizz Jack, I know why you do what you do, ent no hard feelins. I know dey wudda killed you if they believe we been together, so I understan'."
"You not mad at me, James?" She asked.
"Course not, you do what you do to proteck yusself. Makes sense to me."
"Drop dem guns and get yuh water." Norma replied.
"Drop yo guns, Jake," James said as he dropped his.
Norma walked out to them, shotgun in hand and said,
"You really not mad, James?"
"No, I understan', so don't be worried." James said.
"Who dat wid you?" Norma asked.
"Dis is de guy dey wuz goin' hang in Abilene for rapin' you. Dey thought it was he who dunnit. His name Jake."
"Shit, Jake, I'm sorry, dint mean to get you hung," Norma responded.
"No, problem, Mizz Jack, we understan' why you had to do what you do."
Norma lowered the shotgun and James stepped out of the saddle. She grabbed him in her arms and kissed him lustily, whispering in his ear,
"I hope you got sum of dat big cock to give me tonight."
James laughed and whispered, "WE got sum cock for you tonight!"
"Chris' you two plan to kill me anudder way?"