Eemelda, now dressed in a tight satin robe, stepped up to Juan and whispered something in his ear. He started to whisper something back, whereupon Eemerlda kicked him in the shin, and stalked back to the casa. Juan, telling "Boys, waiting for time Bubbin chickens is" trotted anxiously after her. Eemelda saw Vagina sitting on the front porch. "Tu steel here? What eess wanting?" Vagina merely shook her head. Eemelda snorted in disgust. Never the gringas new what they wanted, but she, Eemelda knew what she wanted, she wanted Bub. Bub with the Rippling bronze muscles and that smell, that animal smell she couldn't quite put her finger on. Ah, but she would like to sniff every inch of his body to try to figure it out. To waste an hombre like that on ... She shuddered. Not that she minded throwing a man to the chicken, no, chickens must eat too. But not Bub, he should be hers.
Eemelda paced her bedroom. Juan crept around the door, but before he could open his mouth, Eemelda pounced on him. "Stupido, stupido, stupido," she spit out at him. "Tu no realeyesss how faluable thees Bub eess. We no make cheeken feed of heem. We sell heem to ... whoefferrrr want heem. Somebodies want heem, we haff heem, we makes moneys, we happys." Eemelda paused to see what effect her words had had on Juan. |
