Stories from the Stalls

Copyright -Douglas M. MacIlroy

Copyright -Douglas M. MacIlroy

“What’s his story?,” Rex mumbled, nodding towards the newcomer.

“They called him Satan,” Clay answered, dark eyes blazing with malevolence. “Fastest rider in the west.”

“Well I’ll be damned. What’d they brung him here for?”

Clay became quiet then grunted, “Broke Del Dallas’s daughter’s hymen, tha’s what he did.”

“Heh?”

“Popped the li’l lady’s cherry then took off.” Clay spat vehemently, “Why they shoulda just shot the sonofabitch.”

Rex neighed lightheartedly, “I’ve seen Del Dallas’s daughter. The gal won a lotta ridin’ trophies but she ain’t no beauty. They shoulda be thankin’ the poor horse ‘stead of punishing him.”

© 2013 K.Z. Morano



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48 thoughts on “Stories from the Stalls

  1. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!! OMG!!!! You got that one NAILED! It sounded as authentic, too. I never knew you had this kind of humor, KZ. Way to go!

  2. knee slapping funny! I had to read it three times!!!
    This reminds me of my hubby’s side of the family…the whole joke about innocence lost.
    If you put even a smile face for a comment – I’ll e-mail you that story.

    Thanks for visiting my fiction blog and my story ‘Horse Waterer’

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