The Dukes -7-
The after "the funeral party" that "The Dukes" put on was full of sadness, drama, and drinking. The several generations of Dukes had gathered at the pool hall and did what they always did after laying a brother to rest, THEY PARTIED! During the night many of The Dukes came to Joey to offer respect and to pledge their loyalty. “What ever you need bro” was the common theme all night. Pancho Cruz took Joey in the office for a private talk between the current and past leaders of the Dukes. “If you want to go right at those guys (the Suprees) I can get you everything you need at no cost” Pancho promised. If you want to do it a little differently I got some guys I can put you in contact with that will do it for me, what ever you want to do you call the shots” Pancho added.
This was big Joey was being handed elder respect in this. “Pancho, I had a talk with Father Joseph today and that made a lot of sense to me about starting a war and the many casualties of war” Joey said,
showing wisdom beyond his years. Pancho was impressed with this young kid thinking before acting. “I will get them but I’ll get them, not anyone else! I may need a few things from you, but I have a personal stake in this so I’m gonna do this, Joey explained.” “I have a plan, but if things go bad it will fall on me and no one else, and that is what is best. "You will take care of my family”? It was more of a statement or a demand than a question and Pancho readily replied “You know it, it’s done!”
Dee Dee sat at her dresser using a curling iron to put a wave into her
long beautiful hair. She wanted a certain look for this night, one that
said “HOT BABE!” She had spoken with Jobo earlier in the day and set up a “date” for them to get together late that night. Dee Dee had
taken care of a lot of business in less than a day after the funeral of his friend Nicky Rivera.
She had prepared her mother by sharing the whole plan for getting even for the beating of Bella. It was her mother’s idea to do this as Dee Dee. “You will have to do things that are serious and dangerous, "The Sprees and the cops will be expecting something ,just not from a beautiful girl” Alma Perez counseled. “Dee Dee, you have to come home to me when this is over, that is more important than the revenge” she said. Dee Dee had planned every last detail, from how she would kill Jobo down to the shoes she would look hot in and yet could run in if she had to. Her make up was extreme and sultry; she knew that between her low cut lace blouse and the red lip stick Jobo would be looking at nothing else. Dee Dee knew from the phone call and his reaction that day in front of Gimbles that Jobo had sex on his mind and he would not settle for anything less!! This all would help her to get in and do what she must do and get out. The only part of the plan that had not be set was would she cut Jobo’s throat or shoot him in the head!!!
Dee Dee checked the mirror one last time before leaving to meet Jobo. She was wearing a short skirt that emphasized her legs and her butt. Her perfume was perfect enough to drive any man crazy. She knew that with only a little bending the top of her stockings would be revealed. Alma Perez gasped as Dee Dee entered the kitchen to kiss her goodbye. Her daughter looked wonderful, pretty, seductive, and deadly!! Alma pulled her daughter close in a motherly hug and whispered “I want the last thing that pig hears to be our family name, Perez!”
Dee Dee grabbed her purse with an untraceable pistol inside and began her mission of revenge. She climbed out the attic window careful not to run her stocking and used the roof tops to move four buildings down from her home. The Police Gang Unit was set up on surveillance down the block from the Perez home. Officer Tina Diaz and Sgt. Scott Mitchell had been there since the morning and were just 20 minutes away from getting relieved! Both were caught by surprise as Dee Dee bounced down the street apparently out of no where. “Where did she come from” Stevie Mitchell asked? Seated in the passenger seat, Diaz, an openly lesbian officer commented on what they both were thinking, “that bitch is smoking hot!” They both cracked up with laughter “I don’t know somewhere behind us”, Diaz said. Sgt. Mitchell had a thought about that “smokin’ hot babe” but it was lost somewhere between her legs and her ass.
Dee Dee turned into Gimble’s store stopping to make sure she had gotten past the cops without a tail and waited for the cab that Jobo was sending.
Jobo went down in the basement and left his uncles house through a hallway that adjoined the house next door basement, which adjoined the house next door basement. When he came out side he found himself behind the cop car that had been watching his uncles house for almost a week. He got into a truck that had been parked in the alley down the block earlier that day by his uncle. He immediately left the area and drove to the East Side to meet Dee Dee Ortiz. She sounded hot on the phone like she couldn’t wait to see him and that closing comment of “I think you are the hottest man on the planet and I promise that after tonight you will never be able to walk away from me again!”
Jobo parked the car in the lover’s lane that was located in Lorrian Park on the East Side of the city. It was just getting dark and there were no cars in the parking area. The plan was that he would arrive
early and make sure the area was safe and then she would arrive by cab shortly thereafter. Jobo fingered the nine millimeter in his pocket and moved it to his belt behind his back, as he set up two different ways out if he needed them. The cab came into the lot behind him and slowly drove up even with his truck. The light was on inside and he could see Dee Dee Ortiz and the Ethiopian driver were the only ones in the car. She was digging in her purse for money and he jumped out of his truck to pay the driver, heck he wanted some one to know that he was about to bang the sexiest babe in town. He opened the back door and she slid her legs out first. Her eyes were focused on his, he noticed her lips were red, and her legs were long as he caught a glimpse of her white panties and tops of her stockings. She stood up after grabbing Jobo’s
hand. Her nails were red, too, and God, she smelled incredible. He stood close to her and she to him. The cab pulled away and they stayed as they were, locked into a no contact sexually charged embrace! Jobo spoke first “Do you want to go somewhere or just walk?” I don’t want to be with anyone else right now. I came to see you, sweetie” she answered.
Jobo took her hand and they walked toward the end of the park. Stopping to admire the view of downtown and the river below, they turned toward one another; Jobo thought that “not only is she beautiful she wants me too!” He leaned in for a kiss that was moist, gentle and inviting more! Jobo’s reaction to this kiss was instant and Dee Dee could feel it “is that a gun in your pants” she coyly asked. “My gun is back here in my belt that is all me, about all you, Dee Dee!” She ever so slowly slid her hip into him and got lost in the moment and his powerful embrace she too was getting turned on. She pulled
him toward a bench so they could be seated. She pushed him down on the bench and sat next to him crossing her leg right of the left because the knife was in her stocking on the left leg.
They began “the getting to know you” as Dee Dee looked around the park to make sure they were alone. As Jobo talked he too was on the ready, often looking around and watching for cars pulling in the parking lot. Dee Dee talked of going to more school after high school and
wanting to travel and see the world. Jobo had not slept in two days and the smell of her perfume along with her closeness help him to relax for the first time in days. Her voice and her entire presence were intoxicating as she placed a hand on his thigh and she began to gently rub the inside of his leg! He placed his hand on her thigh too, the stockings were so soft, maybe silk and he could see the tab from her garter too. He had a hard time listening to her as she continued to tell him about her plans for the future. His big hand inched its way up her leg to the area between the stocking and her panties and she uncrossed her legs invitingly. Her skirt stopped just short of the prize and he couldn’t take his eye off her legs. His hand was under her skirt and with his little finger he gently brushed her panties, she gasped but did not stop him!
At that moment, Pancho Cruz’s limo, driven by his sister, Lydia Cruz was
parking one block away from Lorrian Park and at the precise time and location Joey Perez had asked for. The bag he had given her was in back and all she knew was the she was supposed to pick up and drive who ever got into the car. She wondered why she was asked to do this but when Panco asked she said yes without question.
A car turned into the far in of the parking lot and Jobo turned his head to the right while reaching for the gun in his belt behind his back. Dee Dee gasped and reached for the knife. With the blade in her left hand she used the right hand to massage Jobo’s crotch, disarming him even more. The car parked down at the other end of the lot and Jobo relaxed a bit and turned his attention back to Dee Dee’s hand. He ignored the click that the spring loaded knife made, he felt so good in her hands. Dee Dee cut his throat quick and deep and whispered in his ear this is for my sister Bella Perez you dumb animal!
Right before he died Jobo’s eyes registered pain, surprise, realization and the recognition that Joey Perez had bested him AGAIN!!
Comments
OK, I admit it!
The short description of Jobo's death only slaked the bloodthirst a very little bit. Still, good riddance to bad rubbish.
Eagerly awaiting more!
Abby
It's difficult
I have read this since it's inception, vaugely bothered by it. Now I know why. It's difficult to find a positive protagonist is this story. They are, one and all, creeps as far as I am concerned, unable to learn from the mistakes of the past and exist only to do unto others and get theirs first.
Sound like politicians and CEOs, don't they.
CaroL
CaroL
Nasty!
I guess in a jungle it's kill or be killed.
Unfortunately it's not the type of story I would generally associate with on Bigcloset.
The header did not correctly specify the content, so I would probably have skipped this one had I been warned?
LoL
Rita
Age is an issue of mind over matter.
If you don't mind, it doesn't matter!
(Mark Twain)
LoL
Rita
Joey or Dee Dee
Who survives and who dies? Does Dee Dee get to live her dream or does Joey get caught up in the continuing gang wars?
Who avenges Jobo?
As always,
Dru
As always,
Dru