“I think I like Dixie Chix.” Tagart leaned back and smiled. He looked around the bar noticing a few potential options for sex this evening. He thought for sure he would be landing one sexy Dixie Chix, Elise.
“I do have to admit, she is a mighty fine piece of ass. The way she rode that bull in the beginning, man, I don’t think there was a guy in the place that didn’t get an instant erection,” Carver said.
Tagart chuckled.
“I just hope your sources are right and that we gain some potential bull riders from that town. The boss wants some prospects,” Tagart stated.
“Too bad the boss wouldn’t let females ride in those illegal competitions. That Elise would be a money machine and draw in quite the crowd.”
“I’d hate to think what Tysler would do if he laid eyes on her. She’s really sweet, almost virginal.”
Carver laughed.
“Virginal, my ass. The way she moved those hips and how comfortable she rode that electric bull, that woman knows how to please a man in bed. She’s no amateur.”
“Just because she can ride a bull, wiggles her ass, and sways her sexy hips doesn’t make her a fucking slut,” Tagart stated firmly and Carver raised his hands in surrender.
“Whatever, man. She’s a fine piece of ass either way. When are you going to see her again?”
“Probably after the holiday weekend. The first round of the contest starts next week. I’ve got to call Tysler and ask him to send some promo stuff. You know, make it look all legit.”
“Are you sure you want to do that? We haven’t even seen the competition yet or even know if there are any good riders.”
“Oh, there will be, even if we have to use your idea about taking Elise and letting her be a preshow event.”
“And how the hell would you convince her to leave her job and go to Tennessee with you?”
“I don’t ask, Carver. Never have and never will. She’ll come willingly, or I’ll just take her, if I feel like it.”
“You’ve been hanging around Cobbs too long. That crazy bastard thinks he’s God.”
Tagart chuckled.
“That crazy bastard has made the two of us quite wealthy.”
Just then one of the women who had been eyeing him from across the bar got up and approached him.
“Can I buy you fellas a drink?”
Tagart looked her over. Tight red dress, not such a bad body, but she did have brown hair. He’d fuck her and imagine it was his Dixie Chix.
“Why don’t I buy you a drink and we can have them upstairs in my room.”
She shyly looked down then nodded her head.
“Sure, baby, that will be nice,” she whispered then ran the palm of her hand up his thigh to his crotch.
He thought to himself, she’ll do and help to ease this itch that Elise started in the club tonight. Elise was one hot number he was definitely going to pursue.
* * * *
Elise was checking on the turkey and basting it. The other turkeys and hams arrived as Susanna and her men, along with Paula and her men and Juliet and her men, arrived. Sally was preparing the stuffing and Ava was finishing setting up the long makeshift banquet table. This was going to be the first Thanksgiving for most of them, and the Dixie Chix wanted to make it perfect.
As they gathered around the living room, kitchen, and hallway talking and helping, Dale and Virgo arrived along with Big Dog and G-Force.
They hugged and kissed everyone, and the celebrating began. The front door opened again, with more guests arriving and more food and desserts to be added to the banquet.
“This is fantastic,” Susanna stated as she leaned against the counter wearing a sexy green dress that reached her knees. She was holding a glass of wine after Mason handed it to her.