“I think we should be goin’ now!” Catalina giggled.
“Oh, yes. Right!” Eva straightened, instantly leading her towards the rooming house.
It felt like a lifetime before they finally reached the building. Eva quickly crossed to the end of the hall, consciously creating little room for Catalina to glance around or get noticed by anyone. She heaved a soft sigh as soon as they both stepped into her room and closed the door, slightly raising her eyebrows to take a long scanning look at Catalina. Catalina undoubtedly had an alluring hourglass shape, and there was no mistaking the round boobs that stood proudly atop her chest. Apart from loving Catalina’s unusual beauty, Eva had no idea why she hadn’t been able to stop thinking of being alone in a room with her ever since the brief time they conversed at the dinner.
Well, ya’ll got yoah chance now, Eva. Do … say something!
Eva finally stepped away from the door, closing the gap between her and the only woman she had ever felt a tingling between her thighs for.
“’It’s good that no one saw us coming up here, Catalina,” Eva said, still feeling anxious. “Ah could only imagine the scandal, me being the new teacher and seen in yoah company.”
Catalina shrugged her shoulders, already making herself comfortable in the room. She sat on the edge of the bed her face turning devilish.
“Why would that be, Miss Evangeline?” she asked. “We are just here to look at a book, after all.”
Catalina surely knew that wasn’t what was going to happen, Eva thought. Her eyes had earlier said something entirely different when she agreed to help her out. She clearly was a cheerful woman and everything was fun to her, but she wasn’t stupid. She was here to collect exactly what Eva had vaguely promised when she suggested coming up to her room.
“Ya’ll know there is no book,” Eva said fixing her with a gaze. “Just like ah know all the whispers ah heard about you since ah moved here are true. Ah can see it in yoah eyes.”
This admission brought an impish smile to Catalina’s lips. Eva ignored the daring smirk on her face and slowly knelt in front of her, placing her palms on her shapely thighs barely contained in her tight blue jeans. Catalina leaned closer, staring into her eyes as if she was trying to read the emotions inside them. She placed her palm on one of hers and began to guide it up under her shirt towards her belly button. Eva marveled at the feel of the solid muscle of the younger woman’s stomach.
“Tell me, Miss Evangeline. What do you see inside my eyes?” she asked.
“Well, ah want ya’ll to know that ah am a proper Southern woman,” Eva declared, shaking her head. “But starin’ at yoah face and body brings out somet’n else inside a me. The way yoah denims hugs yoah body tightly … and … and yoah waist, hips, and breasts … and yoah stomach, ah can make out all of those muscles. Ah can’t imagine what it would be like to have a body like yoah’s.”
It was as if Catalina expected the words that left her lips. She leaned in closer again and closed the last distance between them. When her lips touched hers, Eva shook on her knees, unable to understand why kissing a woman could make her so weak and aroused. Thinking of a woman even gave her thighs a tingling that she had never felt before.
“Ah have never done that with a woman before!” Eva confessed as soon as Catalina pulled back.
“Well, it isn’t the only thing you are goin’ to do now, is it?” Catalina mused, already reaching for the straps of Eva’s dress.
Eva impulsively held her hand to stop her, staring into her eyes with a lot of bizarre desires. She didn’t move. She couldn’t. She allowed Catalina to notice how her eyes left her face and fell on the round mounds of flesh on her chest before finally saying what she really wanted for now.
“Oh, but ah would die t’ see those in their naked form,” she managed to get out, feeling her throat go dry.
“You don’t have to die, Miss Evangeline,” Catalina chuckled. “I am all yours.”
It felt like being given a control of the entire universe. Eva allowed Catalina to guide her palm to one of her breasts while her other hand went to the hem of her clothing, slowly pulling it away from her body. By the time it was half way down to her waist, Catalina held one of her own breasts in her palm and pulled it towards Eva’s lips. Eva became dizzy as soon as the tip went into her mouth. The feeling was intoxicating and mesmerizing. She had no idea when she reached for the other breast and began to squeeze it remorselessly. Catalina had the best breasts any woman would die to have. Eva knew this, since hers were small and pear-shaped, compared to Catalina’s big and ball-shaped ones.
“Ya’ll taste juh like berries, Catalina,” Eva enthused, unable to hide her excitement. She leaned towards Catalina on the bed, murmuring words that were supposed to explain how touching Catalina’s naked flesh made her feel as Catalina wriggled out of her jeans. Eva’s eyes widened slightly seeing Catalina wore no undergarments.
“Ah dunno know what’s wrong with me. It feels like ah am under some opium… maybe laudanum, probably! Ah juh gotta have moah!”
Catalina wouldn’t stop chuckling as she guided her to lay beside her on the bed. When Eva attempted to grasp her breasts again, she tapped her hands away and shot her a look that screamed mischievous.
“My turn to see you naked,” she laughed.
Eva was unable to argue. In a flash, Catalina had climbed atop her and had pulled her clothing over her head. She glanced down at her in her underwear and beamed childishly.
“Pull them off yourself,” she said. “That always arouses me beyond any accountin’.”
Eva obeyed her, quickly unstrapping her bra first, before pulling down her panties. By the time she was done, she was panting so loud, it felt like her heart could jump out of her chest with all the excitement.
“Beautiful.” Catalina complimented. “Just beautiful. You must be the pride of the South, Miss Evangeline.”
Eva flushed, loving the way Catalina’s eyes coursed through her entire naked body as if she was literally caressing everywhere without really touching her. She leaned forward eventually and began to trace kisses all over Eva’s face, continuing downwards. When her lips reached Eva’s chest, her fingers continued their journey through the tangle of hair below Eva’s navel while her lips closed around her taut nipples.
“Oh, yoah gonna drive me insane,” Eva moaned as soon as Catalina’s fingers found her sex and dug into it without warning.
“Me? You’ve driven me crazy every time I’ve seen you at a distance since you came to Alamieda!” Catalina squealed, still suckling her breasts as if her life depended on it.
Eva found it hard to summon any more words. First, it felt so arousing to know that Catalina had been admiring her in the past few months too. Heck, Eva had thought about her all the time, but had only had time to admire her whenever she saw her in passing. It felt so amazing that Catalina was fingering her so fast with two fingers now, setting her love button on fire. Eva writhed on the bed, reaching for any part of Catalina’s body – just any naked flesh – to return the favor. When she got to grasp one of her juicy boobs again, she heaved a sigh of relief and finally allowed the pleasure to wash all over her body.
There was surely no way to keep track of the amount of times her body had shuddered with release since Catalina started touching her.
“Yes, Miss Evangeline. Widen those thighs and I’ll show you how it’s done.”
Despite Cattie’s command, Eva It felt as if she had done this before, it was all coming to her so naturally. The moment Catalina’s fingers withdrew from her hole, Eva kept her arms open and also widened her thighs to welcome Catalina’s naked body. Catalina lowered herself in between her legs, allowing their warm thighs to collide with a frisking dive. Their breasts jiggled together first before their thighs smacked on each other. When their womanhood began to collide, Eva circled her legs around her, over-washed with need.
“Ah am gonna cum soon!” Eva screamed unashamedly seconds later.
It was too late. Her
fingers dug into Catalina’s back as soon as her entire body reverberated with ecstasy. Her orgasm blurred her vision, froze her entire muscles and made her breathless almost forever. When Eva got her wits back, a grinning Catalina was glaring down at her with mischief written all over her face. They were still wrapped up in each other’s arms and Eva felt as if she had never had someone give her body so much attention before in her life.
“Oh, thank ya’ll … oh, so very much,” her gratitude was deep and sincere.
“No need to thank me, you gave as good as you got,” Catalina began to play with her hair.
“Ah am so glad those rumors were true,” Eva chuckled after a while.
“Of course, they were true. I was the one who started them!” Catalina chuckled. Her laughter made Eva’s heart so light, she could have sworn it was magical.
“Ya’ll did? Why?” Eva asked, raising her head to rest on her palm.
“If I didn’t, how would I ever meet like-minded women like yourself?” Catalina winked, stroking her face.
Eva smiled, impressed by her tactic. “Drop dead gorgeous and smart as a whip too. Will we evah be together like this again?” she asked.
“That is somethin’ completely up to you,” Catalina chimed.
She was moving closer to Eva again, her fingers slowly leaving her face to trace a slight line over her cleavage.
“Ah would love’ta have us like this again,” Eva moaned.
“Good.” Catalina confessed, inching so close, her lips were only a breath away from Eva’s right ear. “I hope you have still got more orgasm coming, Miss Eva. We’re only just gettin’ started!”
Eva instantly felt herself tingling with need just by the idea of another round before they fixed another meeting date. Thinking only about the present and a promising second orgasm, she closed in on her half-Mexican lover with a passionate kiss.
*****
Johnson held the paper firmly in his hands, acting as normal as everyone else on the street. He had been sitting in front of a doorway across from the stagecoach station for hours, keeping his ears and eyes open for approaching horses or coaches. The paper he held in his hand and across his face was to keep from drawing attention to himself for loitering as long as he had. Just another man perusing the paper after all. He was only around to confirm Honor Elizabeth Wilde’s arrival.
The sound of whinnying horses suddenly distracted him, forcing him to lower the paper and glance down the street at the sight of a stagecoach that was carefully rounding the corner and heading towards the stagecoach office. Johnson quickly withdrew into the darker alley behind him, hoping to listen to and see everything that was necessary to update Everett, without being detected.
As soon as the stagecoach came to a halt, a short hairy man hurried out of the office to help the passengers out of the coach. The blonde man riding next to the driver leaped down just as the coach office agent opened the door and helped a woman out. Johnson made sure that he noted every detail, examining the first woman that stepped out of the coach. She was black, and she opened her parasol as soon as she stepped on the street before the stagecoach office.
“Ah, now that is surely Honor Wilde,” Johnson celebrated inwardly, happy to have identified his quarry.
His smile however faded as soon as he noticed that there was another woman in the coach. To confirm his fears, a couple walking down the opposite street suddenly stopped and pointed to the coach, surprise written over their young faces.
“Will you look at that! The Wildes must be all coming home to look in on the judge. It’s Lijuan and Honor Elizabeth,” the woman said, pointing as the next woman stepped off the coach.
Johnson blinked twice with shock, noting the Asian looking woman that stepped out and followed by a golden blonde-haired woman.
“I see Cassandra too,” the man walking down the street with the woman pointed.
“Lordy! Would you look at her? I hear Mr. Allen Pinkerton himself hired her for one of his detectives!”
“Imagine that, darling. A woman detective!” the man jabbing his still pointing finger forward twice for emphasis as he spoke the words woman and detective.
His partner jealously seized his hand pulling him further into the street. “There’s no need to imagine that. She’s right there plain as day,” Her annoyed voice fading away as they disappeared amidst the other pedestrians walking the busy streets of Alamieda.
Johnson took a risky step out of the shadows, staring at the three women. He couldn’t believe his ears, though; A Pinkerton! Everett ain’t gonna like this one bit, he thought.
Honor Elizabeth was glancing around now, her gaze finally resting on the tied carriage beside the station.
“Well, there is Daddy’s carriage, but where is Cattie. She was to meet us,” he heard her questioning her sisters.
Before either of them could say anything, an excited Catalina came rushing down the street with her arms wide open.
“I’m sorryyyyyyyyyyy!”
Johnson impulsively stepped back into the alley, covering half of his face with the paper. None of the sisters knew who he was but Catalina surely would recognize him. He kept his eyes glued to the women above the edge of the newspaper. He was amazed by the sight of them. He had only recently moved to the town after one too many run ins with the law in Carter Creek. He had heard tell of these sisters…but to actually see them! As he watched he couldn’t help noticing how bonded Catalina was with Cassandra. She drew her oldest sister into a bear hug.
“CASS!! I’m so glad to have you home!” she cried excitedly again before finally letting go. She subsequently jumped towards Honor and her half-Asian sister—Lijuan, the couple had called her earlier—drawing both into a three-way hug.
“All of you, I am so glad to see you!” Her voice hovered over the street as she reached out to grab Cassandra, too, so they could all hug at the same time. “The Daughters of Half Breed Haven all together again!” she grinned.
“Well, this daughter would like to know where you were just now,” Honor, the one with the parasol asked, glancing at Catalina’s rumpled clothes and mussed hair.
“I was helping a … friend … with somethin’,” Catalina announced almost bashfully.
“This friend? What might HER name be?” The Asian asked.
Johnson wasn’t getting the joke, but the sisters exchanged knowing looks as Catalina rocked back and forth blurting out the Oriental’s name.
“Lijuannnn!”
“It doesn’t matter! You are here and now, we can go home and you can fill us in on Pop’s condition on the way,” Cassandra, the blonde said to Catalina.
“I am driving, of course, and do not anyone attempt to try and stop me.”
Catalina looked at Honor who was already moving towards the carriage with a straight face. “We all know better than that, Honor Elizabeth!” she happily gushed.
Everyone seemed quite excited to be together that they hardly glanced at the curious faces around them. The couple that passed earlier weren’t the only ones that noticed that Judge Wilde’s inexplicable daughters were back in town. They were hard to miss, especially since Catalina’s loud and good-natured voice crackled in the air every time. Johnson, as well as a few curious onlookers, trailed their movement as two of the sisters locked arms and headed towards the carriage.
Lijuan was the first to climb inside the carriage just as Honor began to unhitch the horses. Johnson couldn’t explain it but Catalina suddenly stopped at the door and raised her head to stare down the street at a woman, who stood in front of a rooming house. Catalina’s eyes unconsciously travelled from the woman to his position in the alley. At the same time, a gust of wind blew down the street and jerked the paper from his hands, revealing his face.
“Shit!”
It was too late. Johnson jerked backward immediately, stepping further into the alley, but their eyes had made contact and Catalina’s happy-go-lucky demeanor vanished almost immediately.
“Hey there, my little Cattie. You
need to be getting inside the coach! We have to be getting to Daddy!” Honor interjected at Catalina, getting her eyes temporarily off the alley.
“Right … right,” Catalina mumbled back before climbing into the carriage.
Before Johnson whirled around and disappeared down the alley to the next street, he saw that Catalina had stuck her face out of the window the entire time, looking for him.
The carriage took off down the street, afterwards with The Daughters of Half Breed Haven heading for home.
CHAPTER 8
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The Present
State of Arizona
May 1913
Allie needed a moment to collect her thoughts. It wasn’t over yet. Cattie had always made sure of it—she had once again come to a halt in between the story, letting the provoking suspense hang in midair. It felt as if it hung heavily in Allie’s throat too. However, it wasn’t the suspense that weakened her legs, neither was her sudden slow breaths caused by the wide grin on Cattie’s face. It was all the coquetries in the tale. The Wilde sisters had done quite a number of unimaginable things and it seemed Cattie wasn’t ashamed of a single one. A warm glow glistened on her face the entire time she spoke about her dalliances, especially when it came to Evangeline Summers.
Allie glanced sideways at her now, wide eyed and wondering why it felt so easy to imagine Cattie as a vibrant young and horny woman. She blamed the entire tale she had listened to all morning. She also held responsible the beautiful twilight that reflected beneath the shadows of her eyebrow every time she laughed. There was no doubting it; Cattie’s younger self would have been one hell of a highly seductive mistress.
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