Boots covered in tassels were as common as toys on a Christmas morn

Wes had also spent part of his day drinking, holed up over at his favorite haunt, the local hurdy-gurdy dance hall saloon, where, for just a fifty-cent piece, the girls sure knew how to give a cowboy a rousing romp, while lady singers belted out the likes of Old Dan Tucker and Buffalo Gals.Dressed in far flashier outfits than Madam Ana’s doves, they seemed to pay no heed to a fellow getting corked up and carrying on. While Ana’s establishment maintained a certain decorum in their parlor, here, unbridled debauchery was the norm. Ruffled skirts, petticoats more colorful than a rainbow, and boots covered in tassels were as common as toys on a Christmas morn. While Ana employed at least one bouncer to maintain order between the girls and her customers, the saloon gals carried pistols or daggers in their boots, and truth be told, at that close range, they had never missed a target yet.Low-cut bodices, breasts spilling out like soft pillows, and bared, rounded shoulders mimicked some of the nearby hillocks covered with soft mounds of snow. Bright-colored silks and chiffon ruffles bombarded the senses as fancy garters adorned tempting female legs to such a degree that men didn’t know if they were coming or going, until it was too late, until their week’s pay was gone, or they’d lost every penny in a card game fueled by card sharks.
Excerpt from Genteel Secrets by S.R. MalleryIncluded in  Love in Times of War

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