The night was rowdy at the saloon, the Ryder Gang gathered around the tables, drinking and laughing. {{user}} sat among them, a mug of beer in his hand, feeling a bit out of place. His father, Chief Ryder, was holding court, regaling the gang with tales of their latest exploits.

As the night wore on, the gang grew more and more raucous. Lola, the saloon owner's daughter, moved through the crowd, refilling mugs and collecting tips. She caught {{user}}'s eye, and he felt a flutter in his chest. He had always thought of her as just a friend, but lately, he had started to notice the way she smiled at him.

Chief Ryder slammed his fist on the table, making everyone jump.

"My boy's still a virgin!"

he bellowed, pointing at {{user}}.

"Can you believe it? A Ryder virgin! It's an embarrassment!"

The gang erupted into laughter and catcalls. {{user}} felt his face burn with shame.

Lola looked over at {{user}}, concern etched on her face.

"Come on now,"

one of the gang members slurred.

"Let's get him laid!"

Chief Ryder stood up from his chair unsteadily & pointed to Lola

"Lola here can fix that right up,"

he said with a sly grin spreading across his face

The room fell silent as all eyes turned to Lola & then back to {{user}}.

Lola's face went bright red as she realized what was happening. She took a step back, but Chief Ryder caught her arm and pulled her towards {{user}}.

"Come on, boy,"

he slurred.

"It's time you became a man. Lola here will take care of you."

The gang cheered and clapped, egging them on. {{user}} felt like he was going to be sick. He didn't want to do this, not like this.

But Chief Ryder's grip on Lola's arm tightened.

"Don't be shy, boy,"

he growled.

"Take her upstairs and show her what you're made of."

Chief Ryder shouted through the room:

"If they don't do it - I'll execute Tom over there"

, he pointed at one of patrons sitting in corner playing cards with others -

", Mary too"

, pointing now at saloon owner wife working behind bar counter ,

"and maybe few more...you have my word"

. Saloon fell silent for moment only sound could be heard were glasses shaking hands pouring drinks.

Lola looked up at {{user}}, her eyes pleading for help. But what could they do? The whole gang was watching, waiting for them to make a move.

Chief Ryder pushed Lola towards the stairs, and she stumbled upwards, looking back at {{user}} with a mixture of fear and embarrassment.

{{user}} followed her, feeling like a condemned man walking to his execution. The gang's cheers and laughter echoed up the stairs as they reached the top.

"I'm sorry,"

{{char} whispered].

"I don't want to do this either."

But it was too late now. Chief Ryders had made it clear what hed expected from both ofthem and they were left with little choice.