The Osita Cycle: Part Seven
July 31, 1998 (Jefe)
"Chapter 7: Into the Lion's Den"
Roger and Vito were tossing back beers and trading dance-related stories.
"Did I ever tell you about the Rubia Bella and her hermana?" asked Roger.
"Creo que si - y sabia su madre! Que colita! Mama mia!" laughed Vito.
Erika came by, disguised as the surly barmaid. She wore a basket of tropical fruit on her head - and swaggered from table to table spilling drinks left, right, and centre, always with a smile.
"Here's your damn drinks!" she chortled as she dipped her finger into Vito's Corona. "Room Temperature! Perfect for you swine!" The room temperature in Tango 69 was at least 30 Celsius.
Erika winked at Roger - Roger was playing it nice and cool. He was almost making Vito believe his story about how Roger "sympathized with Vito's plight - a good woman is hard to find". Roger could play the cad - Erika declared. If she didn't know better, she would assume that Roger wasn't acting!
On this cue, Jefe walked over to join the main table. He posed as a wealthy American tourist, while Laurie appeared to be some sort of trophy wife.
"I couldn't help but overhear y'all!" Jefe bellowed. "The name's Lance Thurmond. I buy and sell women, y'hear. On my travels, I find many a diamond in the rough! When suitably polished - the rewards are exquisite! Why - I got this beauty in Nicaragua for a song - and she's worth an easy quarter million!"
"Are you trying to boast that you can rip me off?" quizzed a skeptical Vito. "And who said anything about buying women? Ummm... is this one for sale?" He caressed the goatee on his angular chin and turned his sinister glare to Laurie, who was smiling perkily.
Roger cackled at Vito's comments (like a good henchman) and slapped his thigh.
Laurie felt a wave of revulsion that nearly led to her to shriek in terror, slap Jefe, and end the charade. But she gamely played on. Payback would come later. And it would be sweet. Oh yes. Some things were worth waiting for.
"Yes, of course. Everything is for sale - at the right price. Why don't we meet at your place later - to discuss the terms.." suggested Jefe.
"I think that's a good idea. I have a new woman right now - and she could use some company! Meet me at my palace at 8PM! You know where it is - it's the only palace in town. The secret password is 'Tierra del Fuego'. This will get you past the guards. We can conduct the transaction then." His eyes turned to Laurie as he said 'transaction' - giving Laurie a fresh wave of heebie-jeebies.
"Settled. I will see you then! Come Shayna - we have an appointment to keep with Mayor San Lucas."
"Right away, Lance!"
--
Erika smiled from her position at the bar - her plan had worked - and she was getting paid for an eight hour shift (with tips!). This was turning into a good vacation.
"Chapter 7: Into the Lion's Den"
Roger and Vito were tossing back beers and trading dance-related stories.
"Did I ever tell you about the Rubia Bella and her hermana?" asked Roger.
"Creo que si - y sabia su madre! Que colita! Mama mia!" laughed Vito.
Erika came by, disguised as the surly barmaid. She wore a basket of tropical fruit on her head - and swaggered from table to table spilling drinks left, right, and centre, always with a smile.
"Here's your damn drinks!" she chortled as she dipped her finger into Vito's Corona. "Room Temperature! Perfect for you swine!" The room temperature in Tango 69 was at least 30 Celsius.
Erika winked at Roger - Roger was playing it nice and cool. He was almost making Vito believe his story about how Roger "sympathized with Vito's plight - a good woman is hard to find". Roger could play the cad - Erika declared. If she didn't know better, she would assume that Roger wasn't acting!
On this cue, Jefe walked over to join the main table. He posed as a wealthy American tourist, while Laurie appeared to be some sort of trophy wife.
"I couldn't help but overhear y'all!" Jefe bellowed. "The name's Lance Thurmond. I buy and sell women, y'hear. On my travels, I find many a diamond in the rough! When suitably polished - the rewards are exquisite! Why - I got this beauty in Nicaragua for a song - and she's worth an easy quarter million!"
"Are you trying to boast that you can rip me off?" quizzed a skeptical Vito. "And who said anything about buying women? Ummm... is this one for sale?" He caressed the goatee on his angular chin and turned his sinister glare to Laurie, who was smiling perkily.
Roger cackled at Vito's comments (like a good henchman) and slapped his thigh.
Laurie felt a wave of revulsion that nearly led to her to shriek in terror, slap Jefe, and end the charade. But she gamely played on. Payback would come later. And it would be sweet. Oh yes. Some things were worth waiting for.
"Yes, of course. Everything is for sale - at the right price. Why don't we meet at your place later - to discuss the terms.." suggested Jefe.
"I think that's a good idea. I have a new woman right now - and she could use some company! Meet me at my palace at 8PM! You know where it is - it's the only palace in town. The secret password is 'Tierra del Fuego'. This will get you past the guards. We can conduct the transaction then." His eyes turned to Laurie as he said 'transaction' - giving Laurie a fresh wave of heebie-jeebies.
"Settled. I will see you then! Come Shayna - we have an appointment to keep with Mayor San Lucas."
"Right away, Lance!"
--
Erika smiled from her position at the bar - her plan had worked - and she was getting paid for an eight hour shift (with tips!). This was turning into a good vacation.
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