Chapter 8, The Deal.
The rain had only lasted a few hours and dried up quickly from this Vegas heat. Now the sun was setting over the hot Mojave Desert; Red, Blue, Green and Yellow neon lights illuminate the skyline. Just across the street you can see the water do its amazing dance as spectators watch with amusement. The temperature dropped a few degrees to 89 but the wind still felt like it was 110 blowing across your face. Amongst the crowd below you could see the ladies of the night in their 6 inch heels walking the strip amidst the tourist, making every effort to blend in; one could easily miss them if they didn’t know the body language. The 1 second gaze into the eye, the lift of the eyebrow, the tossing of the hips. She would hunt you down like a Lion hunts his prey; beware, these Las Vegas streets after sundown has a life of its own.
These ladies don’t flag down cars like hookers in the point, they attract their prey with animal like instincts, lure them in for the kill. Tourist scatter across the cross walks as several cars make their way through the traffic and turn into the towers. Amongst them is a black el Camino on 100 spokes, it pulls up to the curb and drops the back bumper; out steps this 6’1” , well groomed Latino male with black shoulder length hair; dressed in a dark Green suit with a gold nameplate over the right chest, which read Emanuel. Hey what’s up Dave! Hey Manny, that car is clean as hell bro.! When did you paint it? Last week bro.! Looks good, did you wax it? Nah, got it done over at herbs on Maryland parkway. Damn! They did a kick ass job. I know bro., that’s the only place I take my whips to. So what’s going on at The Towers today, anything new I need to know about? Not really man, that new tenant Ashley got in earlier today; AC seen her and was like who the fuck is that? Ha-ha. Yeah that fools a Ho, what’s he talking about? Wants you to call him, wants you to put a word in with Ashley too.
I saw him earlier, is he in now? Yeah but Sabrina's with him; they were gone all day until a few hours ago, been upstairs ever since. Damn what’s wrong with that fool, he's usually in the streets this time of night. I don’t know bro., but I’m out of here. What you in a rush for Dave, you got a big date tonight? Well some college buddies and I got this bachelor party planned for my boy at OG’s around 10pm. OK, that’s going to be crazy, have fun bro., see you tomorrow. Alright Manny, don’t forget to call your boy. I want, catch you later man. He makes his way to the Towers entrance to start his shift, while checking with the Valet’s to make sure they were ready for this busy night; he felt a tug on his arm from behind as he entered the building.
Excuse Me! Excuse Me! Sir! Sir! Yes how can I help you Mam? I just moved here from L.A, I wanted to know where I could get some good seafood from this time of night? Well let’s see, do you want to order or do a buffet? What do you mean buffet? No one has a seafood buffet! Actually we have several in Vegas Mam. Oh Really! Yes Really! Crab legs, shrimp the works! We also have the crab shack where you can place an order. Which do you prefer? Let’s do the buffet Emanuel. OK, no problem and you can call me Manny; I didn’t catch your name Mam. Oh! I’m Ashley Marciano, nice to meet you Manny. Likewise Ashley, like wise. Do you need directions or will you be using our Limo service tonight? You know what; I think I will take the Towers Limo Manny. OK, what time will you be ready to leave? An hour will be fine, kind Sir. OK, see you then Ashley, oh there might be some other guest going along also, hope that’s not a problem Ms. Marciano. No it’s fine; I’m looking forward to meeting some new friends. Alright then, see you in an hour. Thanks a lot! She smiles at him and heads back to her place.
As Manny was walking over to his desk, he stepped in a puddle of water over by the wet umbrellas that were placed in the basket from earlier today. Damn it! Who left these out! Someone can fall, break their neck or hurt their back or something! He turns around and shouts at the clerk. Could you call maintenance to take care of this! Sure thing Manny! The lobby had begun to come to life, the bar lounge band was setting up to perform later tonight, cigar smoke and the aroma of hot grilled steaks filled the air. The valets were running to park cars every 10 minutes as patrons pulled up one after another to the Towers; trying to get seats to enjoy the live band and great food. Manny heard a loud noise and noticed a couple fighting. After taking a closer look, he saw a flashy dressed Pimp arguing back and forth with his Ho. He stood 6’5” with bronze skin wearing a baby blue suit, with matching Stacey Adams, Bamboo Cane, CK Shades and long black silky hair that seem to match his black tie that over laid a white shirt. She was only 5’2” looking like a midget standing next to him, your average blonde with 34DD’s, Baby blue dress, clear 6” stiletto’s with track star legs, which probably came from walking the strip every day.
Manny ran towards the entrance to stop them from coming in, but before he could get there they started going at it again. Get the fuck away from me! Get away from me, you Bastard! Smack! What did you say Bitch! Smack! Who the fuck are you raising your voice at! Smack! Dumb ass Bitch! Smack! Oh Shit! Sir! Excuse me! Sir! Manny sprinted towards the couple. What the fuck are you doing man? You can’t be beating on her like that, especially not here! Smack! Fuck that Bitch! Smack! Now what! I’ll smack her stinking ass again. Get your ass in the car Bitch! Smack! You stankin ass bitch, can't even get my damn steak now, fucking with your stupid ass. Get in the damn car! Smack! We leaving man, this Bitch fucking with my money, Pretty Tony don’t play that shit pimpin, I’m leaving your establishment player! Manny grabs him by the arm. Get the fuck away from me! He snatches his arm away and walks off. Bitch I needs my money! Smack! I said go get in the car Bitch! Hey man, just get yo pimping ass out of my lobby. Damn! Vegas and these mother fucking pimps! Where is Metro when you need them! Damn! He walks behind the couple as they exit the Towers. Pretty Tony starts the car and pulls off yelling at the top of his voice. Bitch I'm going to beat your ass when we get home! Damn you a dumb ass bitch! Manny shakes his head at the situation, turns around and walks back inside.
Finally taking a seat at his desk, he dials AC’s number. Ring-Ring-Ring. Hello! Wake up fool! Who is this? This yo Daddy! Ah shit, what’s up Manny? You said you needed to holler at me. Oh yeah, no doubt. I will be down in a few; could you order me a bottle of Moet from the lounge? Alright got you playa, see you in a bit. AC gets up from the couch. Hey baby I will be back in a minute, I’m going downstairs to speak with Manny about something. OK sexy, I want some of that dick when you come back. Oh really? Yep really! Are you going to give me some? You motherfucking right I am! Get that pussy wet and ready for me; play with it a little bit so I can lick them fingers again too. She looks up at him, blushes and smiles. OK, daddy.
Manny was one of the few people that really knew AC, the two have history together from their days together in the Army. They were all in the same unit back in Desert Shield, he talked about Vegas so much that AC and 6 other members from their unit all eventually ended up here in Sin City. After slipping on his Jordan sweat suit and shoes, he made his way to the elevator. Ding! The elevator stopped at his floor, he could smell the scent of CK1 in the air, the door opened, there stood this 5’6” redbone beauty with a smile bright as the snow, her lips where juicy and looked soft to the touch, feet where perfect, no rough skin or corns, well-manicured nails, hands smooth as silk with the French tip finish. Her breast was sitting up perky like a firm C cup, oh lord the Ass was so round and perfect, it made him clinch his stomach to form a six pack when he seen it; the reflex he got whenever he encountered a sexy woman, like a dog in heat, the anticipation begin to take over his body. He knew he had to somehow have Ms. Marciano, from the first time she rolled up on that 1500. AC enters the elevator. Excuse