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2021-08-13 14:20:21‘Harry’
‘Harry, wake up’
‘Shit whossamatter with you’ he turned to face her and opened his eyes groggy with sleep to face the girl standing over him as clothed as Eve. What was her name again? , Violet, Rose, some flower ? hername could be Chrysanthemum for all he cared. All broads were for screwing; So what the fuck was he doing with her name. Last night, she had looked desirable with her bazookas but now, looking at the tit-flesh that had turned him on before;he felt like gagging.
‘Can’t a guy have some peace and quiet, whaddya want ?’, he whined and sat up to look at Violet, Chrysanthemum or whatever her name was with disinterested eyes. ‘Ain’t you itching for some lovely loving now, I’m in the mood’ she purred reaching for his zipper but he brushed her hand off and said ‘You are, I ain’t’. Undaunted painted nails laced his chest , ‘But, Harry………
‘Cin’t you understand when I say I’m not in the mood, gimme a break, I wanna git some sleep!’ he snapped, ready to burst.
‘If you don’t wanta I better leave’, quick as lightening, her clothes appeared on her and her feet into her two-inch stiletto heels. She was out of his apartment before he could think. Funny the way these broads came on to him. Shit! And he didn’t get the name of the cat. Well, that would wait till later.
Shaved and showered some 30 minutes later, he dressed in
a jeans and sweatshirt and left his apartment but not without making sure his dough was well-stashed between his mattress. What kind of burglar would check there?, none of course. He was as sure of the next morning that nobody knew because he was always tight-lipped with the dames, never allowing ‘em to git to him. And here he was, in a taxi heading to a job meant only for high schoolers. But The Bang was no place for some starry-eyed kid. It was a place for guys who had brains and balls, guys like him.
‘Time to go for his daily routine’, he thought as the cab came to stop in front of the restaurant.This was no time to be bothered by cunts. Hehad had enough last night. He got out , paid the cabbie and off it went leaving in its wake athick billow of smoke fumes that got Harry coughing and cursing. ‘The damn cab !!’
‘Hey Harry whassup’ asked a tall, thin, plain-looking boy in a soiled jeans overall; he seemed to have been working under a car.
‘Yeah, Jake!!’ Harry shouted and shook hands with him. They hugged as was customary among the crime circles of Whelp holding each hand and slamming their bodies together before giving each a power-packed punch that could debilitate on the ribs-not that it hurt them anyway.
After the greetings and punches, Jake whispered conspiratorily, ‘How was Violet last night ?’. Harry stared at him for asplit second wondering who he was referring to then realization dawned and he replied casually, ‘Nah , nah , not my type, need some juicier piece’. He had had the gut feeling that the cunt had a flower’s name and this was a confirmation of that.
‘Wore you out, huh?’
‘C’mon, you know no bitch’s ever gonna do that’. As he just made the statement, another faulty vehicle roared past releasing fumes.He dragged Jake into the sparsely congested club cum restaurant, trying to rid his lungs of the poison he had just inhaled. Jake too only smiled as the fumes had stung his eyes turning them blood-red.
‘Fuck these cab drivers they’ve got no respect for human life’, Jake said sarcastically avoiding and obviously drunk gentleman making his way out of the place. His eyes followed him until the`gentleman` vomited the contents of his stomach on the nearest sidewalk.
His attention now back to an amused Harry, he asked Jake, ‘how’s it goin’?’
‘The last deal netted us 7000 mions and minus expenses that’s 6500, ‘
Harry cocked his brows in question.
‘Things ain’t movin’ fast enough these days’ , he explained, ‘the people now are requesting for stronger stuff like coke; and that we ain’t got. I’m thinkin’ of quitting, this biz’nis gettin’ pretty greasy’.
Harry said nothing but stretched out his hand in which Jake deposited a roll of mion bills. He was dismissed with a wave from Harry as he walked into the dingy club.
Jake was getting soft, or rather, keeping details from him. Maybe letting him on the dope business was a bad idea.For now, he had some hot business to take care of.
He had no other destination than the kitchen,he got into the dressing room whilst exchanging pleasantries with co-workers; squeezed an ass here and there and changed into his work tee. In fifteen seconds, he was through and and went to serving drinks to the noisy men in the bar. As usual, the air was thick with the smell of cigarettes and dope. ‘That wasn’t a problem’ he thought as he took orders from Big Joe; a regular there who did nothing but drink and tell stories of his past days as a soldier.
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As she sat at her reading desk to draft the letter, Ira had no doubts whatsoever that she would get this job. Opening her e-mail account on the laptop set before her, she set down to writing her letter appealing for the post of a secretary in Serene; one of the biggest electronic companies in the world owned by none other than the influential Drew family.
She had come upon the advert on a newspaper sheet which she had found on the floor of the restaurant while tidying up-helping Mae; their Jamaican cleaner who had just been delivered of a child a few days ago. The paper was five days old but she held onto the hope that it may not have been taken.
An hour later, she clicked the send button and prayed that it would go through.
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The restaurant became as noisy as a chapel in the winter. Voices stopped talking, the sound of bottles and mugs withered as everyone in Bang acknowledged the entrance of a rather straw-berry figured red-haired girl in a crop top and shorts. The club was rarely visited by females especially during the day coupled with the fact that this one was setting off steam by the way the shorts squeezed her ass. One found himself wondering if she could breathe in the clothes. ‘Redhead’; eyes reading haughtiness a prominent adequate nose and mouth, height of about 6 inches though enhanced by the lavender heeled sandals on her feet turned to the eyes assessing her,
‘Why the looks you dumbasses, you ain’t seen a dame b’fore?’ she asked chewing rapidly on the bubble gum in her mouth; the eyes had no other option than to turn back to their chatter and beers.
Making herself comfortable on a bar stool, Redhead ordered for a beer and started drinking smoking as daintily as she could to avoid denting her immaculately painted scarlet lips. She paid no attention to the eyes stripping her, they could all go to blazes for all she cared.
Harry surveyed the redhead with interested eyes. She sure knew how to piss people off with her stares but what a broad like her was doing in Bang really beat him. He finished collecting the bottles into the plastic crate he had with him and walked past the bar , looking her over. She looked way more fit in the upper region of the city where the rich and wealthy resided. You never know, dames like her might have some shady deals to conduct on this side of town. She was a looker; but those eyes, a wildcat. They were business-like and showed that she was gonna tear to pieces any sod who got sweet with her.She was best left on her own to do her thing. But the tugging in his jeans seemed to think otherwise. He could deal with the broad and see where that got ; possibly in a trashcan with a bruised eye and several scratches. This dame woun’t settle for boys, looks like a man-chaser. He returned to his duties without much thought to her;The redhead seemed to be causing quite a sensation.
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