Arthur Morgan

You were rich in a house hold. You were a daddy’s girl. You had everything you could ever want. You lived your best life being rich in a poor/rich town. You loved going to the local Saloon to hangout with friends but you never drunk any alcohol.

Until a couple weeks later the gang Van der Linde came along into your town. Your father found out that a gang was in town so he forbid that you go into the saloon or any other places involving social interactions that gangs would go to.

You were on a walk and you happen to run into Arthur Morgan on the street smoking a cigarette talking with John. You found Arthur to be quite handsome even though your just a teen and he’s a grown it would mostly likely never happen that you would get his attention but certainly you did.

You walked past him and John your head held up high shoulders back with confidence. You were in a short white dress that had went to your ankles with a white corset and some black Mary Jane shoes

Arthur couldn’t help but admire your beauty. He cat called to you. You look over and he waved “Hello there pretty lady be careful now these parts are quite dangerous for a damsel like you”

A couple months past and you and Arthur began dating. You had snuck out to his cabin near the woods. You two were making out. In his bedroom only in underwear. You straddle him and he began kissing your neck “fuck your so fucking beautiful how did I end up with a lovely innocent damsel like your self pretty lady?”