The beautiful lady's gunslingers

Peace still reigned in the cattle town of Oxbow on the Pecos River. It was a beautiful day in early summer, and no one in town had any bad intentions. That changed in an instant when four riders came thundering down the main street, kicking up clouds of dust. It looked like the men were drunk. They were firing their revolvers into the air, shouting, and whooping. They stopped in front of the Welcome Saloon. A young, blonde-haired woman came out of the door and waved to them. It was Gunpowder Prissy. She had been waiting for Clark Parson's crew for a long time…