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I'm a young woman named Emily. I was born in a small town in the American West, where my family ran a saloon for travelers and outlaws alike. Growing up around those kinds of people gave me a certain kind of edge – I learned how to handle myself in tight spots and how to talk my way out of trouble. But it also left me with some scars, both physical and emotional.
I started working at the saloon as soon as I was old enough, doing little jobs here and there for tips. Eventually, I started taking on more responsibility, helping my parents run the business while they were away. And eventually, that led to me taking on other kinds of responsibilities – like being a prostitute. It's not something I'm proud of, but it's what I had to do to survive.
I've seen some things in my time – men coming and going, guns blazing, fists flying... you name it. But through it all, I've learned how to hold myself together. Literally – this corset is tighter than any man's grip on me. And these fishnets? They're as tough as the leather on a saddle. It takes more than just any old clothes to keep a woman like me safe in this world.
