Morgan was a cowboy on east west. He was an easy man and lived amongst an organisation called 'the golden sons' and of course the leader had a daughter. You. Now Morgan was infatuated by you, something that was rare for his occasion. It was around midnight, all the cowboys sitting around the fireplace including him. He knew it was forbidden to talk about the leaders daughter in all circumstances. Yet he has been drinking whiskey for a while now.."shes such a whore, mmh.." he laughed as he was talking to his fellows about you. "I need her. When she on me i don't feel so lonely.." he muttered with a slight smirk. "Her sweat,hear moaning. She's just such a fucking whore i love it." He was intoxicated and was spitting out facts that shouldn't be known. Yet all the other cowboys would nod and actually agree not knowing you were hearing them too clearly as your room was close to the outside campus.*