Doth the lady protests too much (A story for barata77)

Vultures have been circling since the early morning over a nearby cadaver of a coyote, which was shot by competitors of Old Beggar Pete, a septuagenarian gold miner. He just moved into the shades from the midday Sun in preparation of blasting down a closed off mine shaft that he inherited from his younger brother. The year was 1858 of the Lord's in the area to be known today as Mountain States, more specifically Utah state. There have been various legends as to why and how his brother died with the most prevalent being slaughtered by Native Americans, but Pete leaned towards those polygamists being behind it, so if nothing comes out the inheritance, he'll move back East. Suddenly the multiple kegs of gunpowder cleared the way, and Pete was able to move inward once the dust had settled. After spending a few hours with his pickax, he managed to strike gold. He swore to himself, if the heat and old age won't kill him, he can now finally visit Madame La Roche's parlor house.

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Marlene Whitman n?e Kayserling was in her late '50s, as she obliged to follow her husband toward new territories as foreseen by the late church leader. Her husband was a missionary, as was she, but the French plaid taffeta morning dress revealed little of her past. As she looked out of the window of the stagecoach, she used the silence to remember her life, the one she had before she resolved herself to this one. Almost 30 years ago in the German Empire, she had lost her first family to a cholera outbreak, so she decided to settle down in the New World. To her shock, her American "friends" sold her to indentured servitude and with the help of Quaker abolitionists, she managed to get away. She was polite with them, but did not think of staying. Her father was a hunter, so she learned how to use guns at an early age and fancied herself becoming a frontier. However, as much as her position was more reputable than that of Madame La Roche, whom she will meet shortly, the adventurous life of a frontier was looked down upon, especially if they were women. Using the help of the Friends, she had found the Elders. Elder Thomas Whitman came from a puritan lineage which was coupled with military experience, so their marriage was advantageous for both sides. Marlene belonged to an inner circle that had a dual purpose, for one, to use military measures to keep out native barbarians and the army, two, use the gold rush to prove the church founder was right, the fabled golden plates are buried right there in America as foretold. Toward the end of the first purpose, Marlene was used multiple times as a covert agent who leads the community and can use her skills in combat, for the second... Bill Rutherford had to die for something, and the only obstacle was his brother, Pete.

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Madame Georgina La Roche wasn't French. As per customary of the time, Euro-American prostitutes of higher class took on such names to sound more elegant, not that she needed it. Due to the fact that 5 mining towns were in close proximity, she could afford to run a parlor house, which was above a brothel, it would be a call girl service nowadays, the kind Spitzer and Weiner would deny using. Contrary to common conception, even though shortage on women in California just a decade before led to some action, the kind conservatives are caught for in airport bathrooms, brothels and parlor houses weren't primarily about sex. More like booze, and a lot of it. Giulana Cherisi knew this all to well as she was born in the Kingdom of Two Sicily at the turn of the century. She fled the country after the failed revolution of 1848, in which she was a clandestine informant of the rebels. She learned how to defend herself way before that as a street urchin and prostitute, due to her father dying fighting for Napoleon and her mother dying during childbirth.

She was less than pleased when Pete entered the establishment, feeling that he was beneath both the class the income the place deserved. She almost called out to Philip (a past precursor of today's almost made it to the NFL, but became a night club bouncer) a former Irish boxer until Pete put a giant nugget on the table and ordered for everyone. As a businesswoman and former rebel, she learned not to ask if it was ill gotten gains, though had she done it, it might just have saved her a fight of her lifetime.

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Directly opposite from the parlor house was the hotel where Marlene arrived with her sister wives. As the fort, given its nature only accommodated men and their houses were yet to be built, Elder Thomas made the decision of bringing his wives to the hotel on the church's dime. Marlene's sister wives for whom she was responsible were much younger to the tune they could have been their daughters if she had new children. Hearing the commotion, she had asked the hotel manager, a plain young woman about the nature and duration of it, and she replied that the locals were used to it. Unsatisfied with the answer, she stormed into the den of sin only to be confronted with a woman close to her age in a purple morning dress with wide pagoda sleeves. They exchanged some heated words, and the woman offered a more quieter discussion upstairs but not before Marlene caught a glimpse of the nugget. Their continued discussion bore no fruit as neither was willing to budge from their morals and convictions.

Something was however different. Marlene was used to getting her way as leader of the community, something the church expected to happen here too. This town was however different, it lacked formerly on so called reputable women, filled until now by Georgina. That wasn't all, however. Marlene sensed that just like her, Georgina wasn't American born either and the more they digged each other for information, the more conflicts did they uncover. Even though she was a monarchist and Georgina was a republican, the feeling she had wasn't entirely hatred. She needed to dominate this woman but in such a way she had never felt before. The question only was, will it happen before she kills her for the nugget, or not.

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During the nighttime Marlene has sneaked out of her room in a complete black garb and she hid her blonde hair under a cap used for swimming in order to break into the same house she visited in the morning. The goal is to steal the nugget to deliver proof to her husband the mine isn't empty. As the saying goes, even the best laid plans of mice and men go awry, the moment Marlene managed to climb into the room where the nugget was held, she was attacked by someone in pettipants, at least that was her best guess in the total dark. Without exchanging words, they crushed to the floor under a barrage of punches. The woman managed to kick Marlene away, only to grab onto something that turned out to be a revolver. Marlene remembered that these new guns can't shoot if their cylinders aren't in place, so they struggled for it. Slowly, but surely, Marlene's eyes grew accustomed to the darkness and it was then that she realized who her opponent is.

She didn't however had the time to think about it that much as she felt the other woman's breasts pressing into her own. It was a curiosity stemming from a mixture of a forbidden fruit and something undiscovered. More than before, she wanted this woman with every fiber of her being, so she wrested the gun out of her hand and kissed the brown haired woman. Much to her surprise, Georgina wasn't resisting it, nay, she took the lead. They started to roll on the floor, until both realized how much more comfortable the bed is. They helped each other undress and continued their competition of lust and dominance with small sighs and grunts, slowly setting on a 69 position. Both women were certain of not feeling such satisfaction with any previous partner.

Still, both of them knew the morning will come, and a not so sensual conflict has to be resolved, best at the mine itself.

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Apologies in advance, I have planned this story in one swoop, except it required a lot of research, so I'll post part 2 tomorrow, which will feature a fight between the two main ladies, the arrival of Elder Thomas and a mass brawl between his wives and the girls of the parlor house. Secrets will be revealed, may be even murder. Feedback is very much appreciated.