Veracruz, Mexico. 1974.
She seemed to be thinking it over now.
“Don’t worry about the money, nena” I repeated. “I got enough to cover the night. It’ll be worth it to ya… Vamos?”
Her eyes rolled back like a cash register for the briefest tenth of a second… Like a cartoon character, rolling up twin cherries in those deepest black pools, like lightning flashing unheard off in the distance before an approaching storm.
It was good, I liked her…
And I guessed she would like me alright too. The whores usually did… especially the young ones like her. I knew she liked the little bit of money I had to spend on her. Or maybe both the money and me… Whatever. No importa….
Finally, she spoke. “Esta bien, Guero,” she said. “Just lemme go tell my mother I’m gonna be away for the night.”
Her mother? Oh-key… I looked around. Where was her fucking mother? Lurking in the shadows down the alley I guessed. One of the old hags hovering like a fucking bloated spider in some dark corner somewhere. Great! Fun for the whole fucking family out on the ho-stroll tonight!
With one hand she brushed my chest as lightly as a tropical wind and my dick near shot out of my pants! It was like an electric shock. I kept my cool… Her other hand was already extended. Gesturing urgently. Demanding…
“Dame algo, guerro, Gimme something for my mother and then we gonna go…”
“Whaddya need?” I asked stupidly.
“Dame cien… A hundred pesos.”
I shouldn’t have asked. Twenty would have done just fine down there…
But we were already testing each other out. It was the game and I knew I’d already ended up with the losing hand no matter what now, at least money-wise.
I didn’t wanna be played for a sucker right off the bat… But at the same time I didn’t want to queer the deal with this one, especially after already playing the big shot high roller to get her to come with me for an all nighter in the first place… Either way I was fucked… and even though I was usually the one to be hustling someone, I knew I’d met my match for tonight. And I didn’t mind.
Money was about the last thing on my mind right then. When iit came to the good pussy I was always a sucker…. easy come, easy go anyway, right?
We eyed each other in a flash and I knew that she knew that I knew and I felt that mad electricity in her eyes again. Dark flashing wisdom eyes that had seen alot and would soon enough grow dull and stupid and corrupt after seeing alot more…
It was a hard life and I loved the power of her joy, her youth, her fire. I wanted more than anything to be near it tonight. Urgently…
It had been a shit week for me, ever since they carted my partner Paco off to jail. Who knew if I wasn’t gonna be next…
I handed over the hundred.
Copyright Jonathan Shaw 1974, 2009.
The battle has begun…
i shouldn’t be enjoying this as much as i am…but i’m smiling…you’re a true badass writer, js!
Cheyenne, thats exactly how i feel… haha
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