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A new series I came up with to get my mind focused on not only writing but history and making yup alternet histories. Over all it will be about a couple who are shaped by changing events in their lives as much as those eventsare changed by them. Hope you enjoy

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James tucked his hat under his arms as he strolled into the road side tavern. It was busy as usual with the locals and travelers all together for a little rest, relaxation and of course entertainment. Now there were all sorts of entertainment in the Sleepy Oak Tavern, everything from gambling to bards and even some legitimate theater every now and then, but most of the male patrons came for a very different type of entertainment.

The area around the sleepy village was quickly becoming industrialized and as a result business of all types of booming. However the success brought forth a unique problem with the village's situation, with all the new males coming to the village from the surrounding factories there became a shortage of free females. As a result the town legalized the oldest profession in order to attempt to attract more independent females into the area. The 2 taverns in the area, the Red Cocoon and the Sleepy Oak both got in on the action and soon the taverns became the place to go for the swinging male about town.

James was a young brown bear who ran a shipping route from the area to the closest city, Merio. He made a decent living but his constant life on the road was hard on him, always on the move and on the lookout for the dangers of the open road. He was more keenly aware of the dangers then many others, as a cub he made a living as a bandit who raided the woods around the village.

He was so successful that he became known as the Brown Gentleman as he always did his best to make the poor folks whom he robbed feel as comfortable as possible letting the poorest of them go with just a single coin paid as protection toll. Because of this he wasn't really hunted down and whenever the Sheriff called for his arrest he avoided the law with expert skills.

He did this until his 19th birthday when he met another bear trying to cut in on his territory. He watched as the rival held up a caravan and heartlessly murdered the leader, an elder buck whom James had held up before, and then proceeded to rape the buck's wife and daughter before slinking off into the woods. The ghastly show was made more despicable by the fact that it was set up by the local Sheriff who wanted to cut in on the old buck's business. James watched as the Sheriff looked on at the rape and murder with his men on the lookout for trouble, obviously aiming to point the blame at him. James then decided he needed to take action; he tracked down the bear and killed him with a single shot in the back. He then carefully plotted the demise of the Sheriff, laying a trap for him.

James wrote a note as the impostor, asking the Sheriff to meet him at the cabin where James had found and killed the fake Gentleman. As the Sheriff arrived at the cabin he found the dead body of a brown bear, dressed as the Brown Gentleman. Confused he approached the body only to find a confession claiming the Sheriff had paid off the Brown Gentleman in order to further his own personal goals. Unfortunately for the Sheriff as he finished reading the note the local lord arrived at the scene, tipped off by James. Thus died the feared bandit the Brown Gentleman and arose the successful businessman, James White.

Though James did his best to put the past behind him he never quite was able to shake the terrible memory of the brutal murder and rape of the old buck, which was why he was at the Sleep Oak. After the buck died his wife and daughter inherited his substantial debt. As a result the already deflowered daughter, Rose, was given to the burgeoning prostitution trade by her mother. Her mother died only a few months after Rose was placed in the Sleepy Oak leaving Rose alone in the world at the age of 16. James, a member of the burgeoning middle class, felt some responsibility for Roses situation and thus visited her frequently. At first paying for her 'services' and simply letting the young doe do as she pleased while he read a book to pass the time. But as the years went on she grew from a scrawny lithe doe to a full figured adult and his time with her became frequently more intimate.

James sat down at the busy bar and hailed the wife of the owner, a buxom bear by the name of Susanne Hickory. The corpulent bear toddled over to James with a smile, ale in hand. Without a word she placed the stein in front of him and pointed to a number on the wall. It was an assignment list for the ladies of the Tavern, it seemed that Rose was in room 3 and as planned he was her only customer. James smiled and nodded at the larger bear and gestured her to come closer to him. She leaned over the bar as he asked in a whispered voice, "is everything clear on my end of the bargain?"

The female bear nodded in response, once again pointing at the roster. "You have her as long as she'll take ya deary!" She finished with a laugh before some rowdy patrons called for her down the bar. She hurried down to service them seemingly forgetting James had even spoken to her, that was good for James however because if her husband found out about their deal he may not quite like the terms as much as she did.

"Damn it Rose, how long does it take to put on clothes? You got a customer down stairs and you better put out. Move it bitch, you're getting paid by the customer not by the hour." Mike, The agitated badger and the manager of the Inn, yelled through the doe's closed door. Rose had her hooves buried into her sex, smearing the contraceptive herbs on her walls, it was very important to her job that she not become impregnated by a client for many reasons. She sighed as she finished her task and removed her damp hooves from her slightly aroused sex.

"I'm coming Randal, don't rush a lady. If I don't prepare myself just right you will have to deal with an unsatisfied customer. You have enough of those thanks to your previous employees." She scoffed back through the door as she slipped on her long dress and tied up her leather bustier over it. She sighed as she straightened her clothing out and stood up from her comfortable bed, walking to the door and opening it up.

Randal the Badger, the owner of the Inn and her manager, met her on the other side of the door, his arms crossed and a disapproving look on his face. "Clients don't like to wait, you know that!"

She smiled sweetly at her perturbed boss, "But if I don't take every precaution I will end up like Beth and Cynthia, you want your number two female to get knocked up and fall out of this life? That would just leave you with that angry wolf bitch...Samantha right?" She chuckled, though she was forced into this job to pay off her father's gambling debts she had learned quickly to adapt. It seemed her father's gifts of negotiation were passed down as it was something she excelled in. Whenever her boss got angry she always made him rethink any rash decision and Randal was well known for his rash decisions.

He smiled sheepishly and rung his paws together at the reminder of his being two females down in a brothel that had problems when it was fully staffed. He sighed and patted the quick doe on her shoulder, "Fine, your right I need to be more patient, besides your clients are often the same group of males so you must be doing something right. It's just been hard finding two new girls while trying to get the contracts revoked with Beth and Cynthia all the while trying to keep up with the Inn let alone the Tavern..." Randal muttered off as a look of concern crossed his face.

He stared into the doe's eyes but he wasn't really looking at her, she knew he did this when he was lost in thought and the poor Badgers mind ran a mile a minute always shifting topics back and forth. That was probably the reason he was able to run a semi-successful Brothel, Inn and Tavern all in one by himself while his bear wife was more an employee then a partner.

She smiled once more and gave the pudgy middle aged badger a peck on his thinly furred muzzle. That action brought him out of his thought as a minor blush crossed his thinning furred cheeks rubbing the back of his head in embarrassment. She chuckled at her easy to embarrass boss, he was a nice and kind male just short sighted at times. She was glad her mother knew him well enough to get her this job.

Randal looked over his employee for a quick moment, taking in her natural and homey beauty. She had never been much of a looker, round around the belly, plain eyes, flat black hair, decently proportioned breasts, large hips, and naturally rough brown and white fur wasn't a combination of a princess. Though she was far from plain or ugly by any means either, she was a healthy looking, attractive young doe from the country and it showed. She looked like the nice fem next door, a country gal raised with the right parents. In fact that was probably why she could get so many clients to return, she reminded them of their first crushes or the sweetheart they never had, hell she even reminded Randal of his first love.

He shook his gaze and went back to business pulling out his watch once more and looking it over, giving a tap and shooting Rose a serious gaze. "Ok my dear, you have a job ahead of you, he's at the bar right now waiting. You'll know who he is, now in the kings name hurry that cute butt up, as much as I understand you're tardiness he may just give up hope and walk away."

She smiled and ruffled the head nearly bald glasses wearing badger, "Oh that would be terrible, I'm not looking for the image as a heart breaker." They both forced back the chuckle which barely passed their lips as she gave the comment; they sold companionship for an evening they were in the business of broken hearts. To remove the temptation of another laugh Rose daintily walked past the badger and padded her way down the simple curved wooden steps.

The night was young and the few candles which lit the hall and stairs illuminated a window at the turn which faced out towards the setting sun, the view of the fields and hills passed the town which the inn was on the edge of was always a peaceful sight for Rose. Nature calmed her and tricked her mind into thinking she was still on the road with her family, seeing the wonders of the land as they went from the small village to the massive sprawling city of Merio. Of course that was before the violent death of her father and the nightmarish rape of her and her mother by a bear who had been her first real crush. But the image she had of the green wood's as the sounds of the forest came alive and changed from morning till night, the waves of grain in the summer breeze as they approached the modern marvels of the city and a simple and happy family life. It was a memory from her youth and she knew while most of it was in her imagination it still helped her get through the day.

She rounded the landing and quickly came to the bottom of the stairs. The tavern was rather full, Husbands and wives, females and their suitors, lonely travelers and merchants, guards off duty and street walkers coming in to find more clients. The walkers were tolerated simply because Randal felt that his usual clients were more interested in the experience of his females, not just a cheap screw. As she looked around she almost immediately found her client. Her eyes lit up and a cheerful smile crossed her lips as she saw him, "James! James White!"

The rough looking bear turned around from the bar, stout ale in paw, to see his company for the evening as she called his name. He smiled as he raised his pint to the homely looking doe that quickly made her way towards him. She hugged the bear and gave him a small kiss on the lips with a radiant smile still on her muzzle. "You old highwayman, how are you doing? I haven't seen your sweet face in a month!"

He chuckled as he took a pull from the mug and placed it on the bar, "Rose my dear I am not a highwayman for the last time, I'm a legitimate merchant."

"Nonsence, if he wasn't dead I'd be certain you were the Brown Gentleman himself! Why haven't I seen you? What brings a stranger like yourself back to my cozy walls?" She said, slipping in a seductive look as she wrapped her hooves around the muscular arm of the bear.

The bear lowered his head in embarrassment for a moment before cleared his throat. "Well the reason I haven't been coming around so often is because I have been setting up a big deal."

"What kind of big deal?" The doe asked inquisitively, her paws still wrapped around the muscular arm of the ursine male.

"All will be reviled in due time, but before that we must catch up and enjoy ourselves." They both smiled as James motioned towards an empty table for them to sit down in.

The night went on as most nights did, revelers coming and going, the tavern filling with music from drunken patrons and then slowly quieting as the night went on. James and Rose talked and laughed through the night, enjoying the spectacles of drunken creatures making fools of themselves and each other's company. Finally when the doors were closed and only a few patrons remained Rose took the bears paw firmly in hers and lead the slightly intoxicated James up to the room.

The bear and doe were already locked a passionate and mad kiss the second they stepped off the top stair. It took a few agonizing tries by both parties to open the door to the low lit bedroom, but when it popped open they stumbled in, the door closing behind them and their clothing disappearing rather quickly. As Rose lay on her bed hiking her skirt up to reveal her ready and waiting sex James fumbled with his belt, eventually it complied with him and allowed his trousers to drop away. Rose moaned, "oh, take me now!" and without a second thought James lifted her leg, falling on the bed beside her and buried himself into the wet and willing doe.

The herbal ointment acted as a lubricant and aphrodisiac for both parties as James felt the warm tight embrace of his partner as if she was untouched previously. James moaned as he hilted himself into the waiting doe who simply breathily pleaded, "more, more, faster, harder, oh James!" As she reached back with one arm and desperately clawed at the bears shoulders trying to find some form of stability in the chaotic and intense lovemaking.

James adjusted himself, propping himself up for a deeper angle, as he heard her cries and preparing for a long ride. Yet he demanded one thing of the desirable young doe before he complied with her request. With a quick pull he freed the confined breasts of his lover from the tight cloth of her corset. With something to work on the bear finally began to thrust a rhythm into the doe while kneading and licking her endowments.

The frenzied love making increased, both partners moaned as their hearts raced, every thrust sending more and more waves of pleasure through both of their bodies. The intense feel of the silky smooth folds of Rose's still very delicate sex drove James to go harder and faster, feeling himself nearing climax as he continued. The size and ferocity of the Bears thrusts into her caused such amazing waves of warmth and pleasure to wash over Rose. She got into the rough pace set by her partner, and arched her back demanding, in rough and ragged voice, that he push "fast, harder, deeper!"

The world becoming a blur and their breath coming short and ragged the two knew they could not hold on much longer. They pressed on but for rose the size and pure energy the bear was putting into the moment was too much, with a cry she released, her opening shutting and trembling around the large ursine rod. James, with his experience with many a female including his dear Rose, managed to barely hold off, riding out her first wave ready to continue at a slightly slower pace.

As Rose came down from the high of the first Orgasm of the night she wasn't surprised to see her ursine companion still at it. She wasn't complaining, feeling as the slow pace gradually got faster and her lover plunged deeper, thrusting harder into her form. The ferocity of James's love making began to overwhelm her as the larger ursine ravaged her body like a conquering army. With another burst of heat surging through her body with an equally huge scream she released once more but this time she felt her lover quake looking up to see a grimace on his face as he fought back the instinct to release into the fertile doe.

Rose smiled craftily through the haze of orgasm and moaned out the single phrase she knew set James off, "make me yours..." With that James convulsed and Rose felt the stream of hot seed fill her opening. He pumped and pumped as he spilled every drop of his essence into her waiting opening.

After a few minutes of his large ursine member spurting into the receptive doe he collapsed on the simple bed, finding it, as usual, quite comfortable. With a paw wrapped around her full frame he heard his partner coo in satisfaction. 'Not tonight, tomorrow, tomorrow I will tell her.' He thought as he closed his heavy eyes and drifted off to sleep.

As the sun glared into his eyes James yawned and stretched. His partner from the night before was still sound asleep as he sat nearby waiting for her to rise. He smiled admiring her sleeping form, the subtle curves and pleased expression said it all, she was happy with him. With that thought he looked down at the paper once more. Reading it for the 1000th time in an attempt to be as familiar as possible with the documents he studied them closely, they were important to his future and he hoped to Rose's as well.

As he finished reading them once more he looked up to find the Doe smiling at him, still reclined in sleep. He shot a smile back and stood up approaching her and giving her a soft kiss before sitting on the bed. "Hey dear, sleep well?"

She shook her head at the subtle joke, "Great, thanks to that bear hug you gave me last night."

James nodded as his eyes widened in a mock impressed gesture. After that his expression changed however, to serious as he stared longingly into Rose's eyes. "I have something for you. I came here to negotiate a deal, a deal for you."

Rose looked confused, "What do you mean?"

"I have purchased your freedom, you are no longer bound here by debt." James explained as he gave a half hearted smile.

"Why, why me?"

James gathered himself and took a deep breath; this was the hard part of it. "Because I love you and I want you to be happy and able to make your own decisions." There he had said it, it was now up to her to decide things.

At first Rose showed no emotion just confusion, but as the realization set in she started to weep. She cried as a smile broke over her face. Wordlessly she flug herself onto James, hugging him tightly all the while crying her eyes out. "Thank you so much...I love you too!"

James sighed and a huge smile broke over his face, he returned the hug and held her tight against him. After they shared a passionate kiss and Rose regained her composure he hit her with the next part of his plan.

"I am going to the new world. I managed to buy a shop from an old friend of mine and I got enough saved up for us both to make the journey. Please, be my wife and come with me to the new lands."

All Rose could do was nod as she hugged him close once more. They remained emotional, hugging and kissing for several moments afterwards. Their future set with eachother.