Tanya

by Lone Writer

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A woman stepped out of the stagecoach. She was as beautiful as the western sun. I relaxed a little but not competley. After all, she could be a bounty hunter.
“Who’re ya?” I demanded.
She treated me to a green-eyed glare that could of killed a cactus. “Who’s askin’?” she demanded right back.
Her voice would have caused weaker men to flinch. It’s a good thing I’m not a weaker man.
“Me.”
She raised an eyebrow and looked as if she was contemplating murder. Even though the sun was blazing hot it suddenly felt a lot colder.
I took her silence as an oppertunity to check her out. She was tall, slim, and well muscled, as if she wasn’t a stranger to work. She had two pistols strapped to her hips suggesting she was quick on the draw.
“The name’s Tanya.”
“What?” I asked startled.
“My. Name. Is. Tanya. Are. You. Deaf?” she spoke sarcatically.
To my surprise and eternal embarassment, I blushed.

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Average Reader Rating: 5.0 stars out of 5

  1. Tanya

    SKermitgorf's Buddy Icon SKermitgorf

    Posted about 1 year ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    Whata Dame. I love western tales, you created an original in Tanya,- beautiful as the western sun, what a line!!

  2. Tanya

    Lone Writer's Buddy Icon Lone Writer

    Posted about 1 year ago

    Thanx. :) I like to keep my girls original.

  3. Tanya

    YodaOnCrack's Buddy Icon YodaOnCrack

    Posted about 1 year ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    I enjoyed the sequel. Nicely done!

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