Miss Sweet's Saloon - Part IMistress Sweet is well known here at Saturday Serials, as the protective Dominatrix, but where does a big bad leather wearin' mama go to relax? Well, she steps back into the old West and onto Mister Valance's Porch. The porch is a cozy gathering of like minds, rockin' chairs and wet whiskey. Just watch out for the soup. Over there she's known as Miss Sweet and owns herself a cozy saloon and a broken heart. Below is her story.
Course that kinda action from a lady sure earned her a less than pristine reputation around the townfolk, but she didn't let it bother her much. There was a reason she was out here in the wild west, secluded and alone... 'cause that is what she deserved. A woman like her would never earn the love of an upstanding cowboy, and so she would never try... again.
With a sigh, Miss Sweet gave the gleaming wood of the bar top one last swipe and settled against it with a hip. It was early enough in the day that the customers were light and she could afford to reminisce, no matter the pain that always followed her return to reality.
If only she had kept the truth locked tight and quiet in her heart, she would still have her handsome naive cowboy and the life every prairie girl dreams of.
Come back next Saturday for the second installment of Miss Sweet's Saloon...