As he looked down into the main saloon area, he muttered a curse and quickly hid back up at the front of the stairs. Down in the main area, two members of the local sheriff force were there. But not just any two officer, they were Florence Elsher and Tess Anderson, two female sheriffs he had the misfortune of crossing multiple times. Florence was a black haired beauty, with a tall slender figure and a rough but cute face. Tess had wild red hair, pulled up in neat ponytails with freckles dotting their face. They may have looked like brothel workers from their short jeans and tight crop tops, but the badges they wore over their breasts was legit. Luckily, they hadn't seen him yet, but with the speed they were sweeping the floor, they were bound to move upstairs soon. He peeked around the corner and grimaced as he saw his name on the wanted poster they were showing around!
Cameron took a few deep breaths. He did NOT want to be caught by these two! The last time they caught him, they wedgied his poor granny panties for two hours straight, which was immediately followed up by a rough pegging session after they had ripped. He couldn't move or feel anything in his lower half for a week! He needed to get out of the saloon, but how?
He looked around and quickly assessed his choices. He could try and jump out one of the windows from the top floor, which would allow for a clean get away. Or he could pray they would pass over him if he hid in his bedroom! And if anything else, maybe he could just waltz right down there and maybe they wouldn't even spot him.
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