5 Minute Freewrite Prompt continuation : mountain peak

Not so long ago and yet already everyone in the town knew who he was; the handsome philanthropist was the subject of rumor and gossip at horse shows, preservation society gatherings, and weekend regattas that were the staples of country life. Bran Bushman was the new adventure every hen in town was wanting to climb even if it was to the mountain peak of Everest!

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The history of the Bushman family was all everyone talked about, how the family had disappeared many years ago, although no one was sure exactly when. No one knew where they had gone or what happened to them in the interim, only that there were back now, their fortune more impressive than ever.

Cassy didn't need to be able to read minds to know that the town hens were thinking.

Of course the minute Bran Bushman arrived in town he would choose to marry a teenage barmaid. He seemed different, but he's just like the whole lot of them. Men. Thinking with their little beads as usual. What on earth does he see in her other than the obvious? Bartender, Cassy wanted to correct them.

Barmaid was a serving wrench with heaving bosoms carrying tankards of beer to peasants seated at rickety wooden tables. She worked at the North Inn, and their gourmet brew came only in pints and had hints of prune, vanilla and oak from the Spanish casks which was stored, thank you very much.

She was indeed nineteen (although the driver's license that allowed her to pour drinks said she was twenty-two). She had possessed the rare beauty that even Cleopatra or Aphrodite would begged for. Cassy looked like she got everything in the world she ever wanted, and then some more. She looked, for lack of a better word, ripe. Sex seemed to ooze from every porw, to slither from every inch of her glorious curves.

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