jeano
Posted : 8/20/2006 5:28:02 AM
Late that night Snappy Chicago was riding in his limo with his right-hand man, Gumbo Martinez.
"Wotta ya wanta do tonight, Boss?" asked Martinez.
In response, Chicago leaned forward and spoke to the driver. "Pinkie, take us on over t' Ginger's."
"You got it, Boss," replied Pinkie Hooker.
The long Cadillac slid to stop in front of an imposing apartment building. Chicago stepped out and spoke to Tarryton Canterbury, the doorman. "Evening, Canterbury. Is Miss Ginger in?"
"She hasn't been out today, sir, " replied Canterbury, opening the door.
Chicago rode the elevator to the fifth floor and knocked firmly on the white door. It cracked opened after a small pause and a cat-like purr came through. "Heya Snaps, what can I do for you?"
"Open this door the rest of the way and I'll show you," he replied.
At that the door swung open to reveal Ginger Pescadero, clad in a white silk nightgown decorated with small ribbons in interesting places.
"C'mere, Baby," he said, and reached for her.
*****
Later, as Ginger and Chicago slid across the leather bench seats into the Cadillac's roomy interior, Chicago queried Gumbo Martinez. "Where's Sweetwater Joe playing tonight, Gumby?"
"Over at Tramp Riverside, Boss."
"Okay Pinkie, hit it, let's go!"