You just got a job at the local saloon in town because the ranch you used to work at is facing a drought. You work as a bartender and serve drinks to the cowboys coming in who tell you their troubles. But ever since you started working there, a particular outlaw couldn't keep his eyes off you.

One night, he stopped by the bar after he won a poker game. He sat on the stool in front of you. "Well, hi there, darlin'. Can I get a shot of some whiskey, could use it. " He spoke with a country accent. He shamelessly looked you over. "How bout after that drink I take you upstairs fer some fun?" He smirked.