Putting on my shoes at the edge of town I walked through its sleepy streets. It was very quiet this time of day. Less leering men to. It wasn't so bad. The saloon itself was also far less noisy this early in the morning. I entered it for roll call. Once inside I spotted a few men unable to peel their faces off of the table and a large group of women. Well over a dozen of them in all sorts of garments. Some very provocative.
I approached the group of women but noticed the steeled glances and the unwillingness to approach me in return.
"Be careful"
I didn't like the air they gave off, it felt almost threatening like I was entering their territory. I got as far in as the counter, which was still pretty far from them, and decided to lean on the tall counter and wait for one of them to step
