To Hell You Ride
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by Julia Talbot
Category: Erotica/Gay-Lesbian Erotica/Romance
Description: Big Roy is a hard rock miner with a not so secret love for the theater, so when he hears a new troupe of actors are coming to the Telluride opera house to put on a Shakespeare play, he saddles his mule and makes the trek into town to see it. The play doesn't disappoint, but the beautiful lead actor, Edward Clancy, certainly does. Clancy is rude and arrogant, and Roy figures he'd never have a chance with such a man. He's wrong, because Clancy needs some entertainment himself, being stuck in a Hellish mining town for the long, snowy winter. Come spring, though, Clancy knows he's going to want to move on, and he thinks Roy will be easy to forgot. Then tragedy strikes, and Clancy has to rethink his entire life. Can these two strike gold?
eBook Publisher: Torquere Press/Screwdriver, 2007 http://www.torquerepress.com
eBookwise Release Date: January 2007
74 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [145 KB]
Reading time: 94-132 min.
Every Saturday during the summer, Big Roy Marsh made his way down from the boarding house he lived in, precariously attached to the mountain, all the way down into Telluride. It was a hellacious trip, but he owned his own mule, which made him something of a wealthy man, and he was big enough to keep her, too, which made him doubly lucky.
So on Saturdays, Roy climbed on his mule and went to town, stopping first at the livery to stable her, then going on to the barber for a shave and a bath. Roy always brought his own bread and cold meat in his saddlebags so he didn't have to eat in town, saving his money for what he truly wanted; a night at the Opera House.
Oh, the fellers laughed at big Roy, they truly did, telling him he was trying to make a silk purse out of a sow's ear, going and getting all cultured, and that they were amazed that the fancy even let Roy in. Sometimes it amazed him, too, but he was always clean and always wore his Sunday go to meeting clothes, and his money was as good as anyone else's, wasn't it?
Sitting in the dark in the theater, watching the singers and actors and other stage folk, no one even noticed Roy with his scarred hands and his hulking shoulders, no one even cared. A man couldn't ask for more than that. He surely couldn't.