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Debbie Does Dodge 3this story is part of the FanClub (fm:one-on-one, 3011 words) [3/13] show all parts

Author: Will Buster
Added: Dec 10 2006Views / Reads: 320 / 281 [88%]Part vote: 10.00 (3 votes)
Debbie passes her first whore test with flying colors
 


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Chapter 3 Rude Awakening

Debbie spent the next morning acquainting herself with her new surroundings. Now that she was rested and had a full stomach she found that Dodge City was misnamed. It was far from being a city. It was more like a collection of ram shackled wood frame buildings that sheltered the local stockyards and the railway. The buildings did become a little more elegant and well kept once she went North of the tracks. As she walked up and down Front Street, the only significant street in Dodge she made note of the different establishments. Near the corner of one alley was the Fred Zimmerman Gun store and right beside it was Chalk Beeson's impressive Long Branch hotel. Well it was impressive considering that it almost looked usable in such a primitive place. Across the dusty, dirt street was the inevitable Liquor and Tobacco store owned by George Hoover. To her surprise a little further down the boardwalk was a sizable, well kept building owned by partners Robert Wright and Charles Rath's. It turned out to be a well-stocked general store. Just beside the liquor store was John Mueller's boot shop with Doc's bullet hole still prominent on the sign, in the second O of "Boot". Further down the street was a white washed two-story building with the word Alamo painted above the front door in broad scarlet letters. She already knew it was a saloon and a house of ill repute. Then she reached her destination the Lone Star saloon. It was directly across from a barbershop and the all-important Black smith establishment. Even as she approached the swinging doors of the Lone ...

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