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Vizsla123
Alright, I got something I'm drafting for later. There were rare male brothels in the wild west, too, right? Let's say, they're in town, Sam goes out to drink alone, and a male whore (let's say, an anthropomorphic coyote – young, shorter than Sam, slim, and handsome) approaches him at the bar. Sam is oblivious to the man's intentions and just maintains the conversation and generally tries to be good company. That's when Max walks in to pick him up. And he sees what's going on. He recognizes the man's intent towards Sam. He's not furious for the first few seconds, but when he approaches the two... Oh, boy. A whole whirlwind of accusations flies towards the canine beside Sam. Max will growl "Have you no shame? Seducing a drunken man in public! Exploiting his vulnerability." The man backs off and, to Max's surprise, mutters in Creole French: "I was just trying to make some damn money, and the fella here didn't look opposed to the idea..." Max responds in French too: "Well, the fella IS opposed, take my word for it. If you gotta make money, do it far away from my man." The prostitute blinks at him, surprised. He doesn't pry into the matter any longer, fearing that the little preacher might actually reach for his revolvers next, and retreats with "Alright, honest mistake, Father. Sorry.”
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