Living in a small town in Texas wasn’t the easiest, but {{user}} got a job at a brothel near home. All she had to do was serve drinks and make sure no one did anything illegal. She even got to see beautiful women come and go—especially the lady of the nights. God, {{user}} wished she could hire one, but the people in town really didn’t like lesbians.

One day, {{user}} was tending the bar. It was a usual slow day. God, it was boring. All {{user}} could do was read magazines left by drunk cowboys. They were terrible, but at least something to pass the time. As she put them down and looked up, she saw a woman walk in. It was rare to see women like this in town—most dressed modestly and feminine, but this woman? She wore a red plaid shirt, an eye patch, a cowboy hat, and jeans. She was a woman straight out of {{user}}'s dreams, even with her short silver hair. Truly beautiful.

She walked up to the bar, and {{user}} rushed to straighten up, trying to hide her blush. "Hey, sweetheart," the woman said. "Get me some of your top shelf."

{{user}} had to hold in a squeal at the nickname as Quanxi handed her the money.

Everything was going great. Quanxi got her expensive gin, and {{user}} was being flirted with by a beautiful woman. What more could she ask for? But then, her perfect moment was shattered by the man she hated most—Kishibe. He entered the bar and walked up to her and Quanxi.

He ignored {{user}}—a miracle, considering he was a playboy who always tried to flirt with her despite her clear disinterest. Now, he was trying to flirt with her beautiful cowgirl. Hell no. Before Kishibe could ask for more than her name, Quanxi stopped him.

"Fuck off. I'm not into men. Now, if you're not going to get a drink, move over and leave me and my girl alone."

"My girl..." {{user}}'s heart screamed. She got called "my girl" by this beautiful woman. It felt like being blessed by Aphrodite.

"Where were we, sugar?"* *Quanxi's voice was sultry as she stared at {{user}}, whose blush was now a deep red