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Who would have thought. Fantasy, rpg, western, adventure, p0rn - ya gotta love it. but what is up with that Jake character?

"No he deserves it for making our lives miserable for the better part of a week." Jake grumbles. "Nanuet's asked if he should get over to Tombstone and tell Chumbley the right news story. I think that is a good idea, but he shouldn't go alone. Ruby needs to be seen walking around town...

"You'll forgive me if I don't feel any sympathy for poor George Eastman." Jake replies in an ice cold tone. "I agree though that it probably wouldn't do to prolong Promise City thinking you were murdered."

As they enter the main room down stairs Jake says in a loud voice, "Back from beyond the grave for an encore performance the phenominal, Miss Ruby West!" He applauds.

"Mierda." Jake says flatly. "We'll be right down. We should try and stop that from getting printed, this has gotten really out of hand. Wait for us." Jake closes the door and waits until he hears Nanuet walk away. "That part of your life is your story to tell. If you want anyone to hear...

much of Beacon Hill is probably unchanged from the 1880's. So current pictures of the old Brownstones or government buildings would give you a good feel for the area. That is definitely the 'blue blood' area of Boston & New England.

Jake cracks the door open, "Hey there Indian friend, what is so urgent? We were just talking about coming downstairs."

Jake leans in readily and kisses her. Then slowly and insistantly he pulls her off the bed to stand on the floor with him and kisses her again with his arms wrapped around her. "I can do this. I want to do this. I will do this." He kisses her again, and holds her for a while before he let's...

My time line may not be good. IIRC beacon street and back bay were well to do even then. However, I don't think there would have been much open land. You may prefer to be from one of the 'wealthy burbs' if you wanted land around the house.

Jake shakes his head and laughs, "I am quite sure I can take care of your bedroom needs Ruby dear. I was just hoping that we could separate the puppies from that particular activity. I told you I don't want to share you, escpecially in bed."

"I'm not so sure about the puppies and sex part, but if we leave them out of the bed I can handle it." Jake puts his hands on his hips and smiles as she bounces. "Damn that bed really does squeak."

Beacon Street?

"I was hollow and angry and full of hate, plus I was," Jake puts his thumb and index finger a hairs breadth apart, "this close to killing Eastman. But that is not what I want to talk about." He takes a couple breaths. "There is probably a lot to say between you and me. We don't have to rush...

"No." He says quickly. Then, "Yes. I mean no. Well yes, but no. Arrrrggg." He covers his head with his arms. "Of course I'm angry. And I was frightened." He sits on the bed with a dejected sigh. "And more relieved than I can possibly describe when I saw you sleeping in Laurie Gilson's...

"I did say that. Then Nanuet was going to run off with Flint to either get shot up by the cowboy gang or shoot someone and get arrested. So I ran around the block to get the marshall, so I could convince him to go with them and I could come back here. I couldn't find the marshall, so I came...

Jake finishes chewing his mouthful of food and washes it down with some of the whiskey coffee followed by a satisfying "Ahhhh." He watches Ruby watch him and decides to speak first. "You know if I hadn't spent all night worried sick that you might be hurt or worse, I'd probably contemplate...

that's my girl :) and who is this cobbler guy. are both your husbands out of town at the same time? poor planning on your part.

Jake wakes early afternoon and finds Ruby still sleeping. He washes some, puts on some clean clothes and wanders down stairs. There he has Maria make him a platter of leftover food and a pot of coffee. When it is ready he brings it upstairs, munching as he climbs. He pours a cup of the...

:( explain to it lovingly but firmly that is must go back to where it belongs, no excuses.

Jake says, "Zzzzzzzzzz"