Gang Life Downlow: Ebony Urban Erotica (Alpha Male Dilf Domination) (Str8 Studs Downlow Book 109) by Calvin Freeman

Author:Calvin Freeman [Freeman, Calvin]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: The Eroticatorium
Published: 2015-12-27T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THREE

Abarcar Alrededor

The next time Walter got some action at work, it was almost two weeks later — the shop went through a rather dry spell. He had gotten discouraged about it. The next time it happened, though, it was a Latino, which was rare. The City Barbershop was frequented almost exclusively by black men.

Of course, Alfonso was black too. He was Mexican, and about as dark-skinned as any man could be. He was terrifying from the moment he walked in. He was a great hulking beast of a man, well over six feet tall and crawling with tattoos. He dressed as a cholo, though his khakis were ill-fitting and his shirt was torn.

Of course, there were a lot of thugs who were big and low-class; a lot of them were mean, or at least seemed mean. Alfonso was different. He glowered, exuding violence. The entire shop fell silent when he entered, and no one spoke until he sat in Walter’s chair and began getting his hair cut.

He was there with three other young Latin men, presumably part of the same gang — Walter was no gangbanger, but he gathered from tattoos and other clues that these men were members of Cartel Noveno, a powerful local organization. The three younger men, however, had shaved heads (as almost all cholos did), so they weren’t there for haircuts.

They spoke in rapid Spanish. Walter wasn’t fluent, but he knew enough to pick up the gist. Alfonso had just gotten out of prison, which probably accounted for his intimidating demeanor. These three younger cholos were taking him out to a strip club, promising to get him cocaine and private dances. That was why Alfonso was getting a haircut — he wanted to look his best for the ladies.

When one of the younger cholos got a phone call, conversation died down. Alfonso bristled as Walter finished his haircut. It sounded like he did not want to hear what the other young man had said on the phone.

“Tendremos que esperar,” was what the cholo said. There was more, but Walter didn’t quite pick it up. That meant we will have to wait, from which Walter deduced they needed someone to pick them up to go to the strip club. That was probably why they came here — it was the nearest barbershop to the pickup point.

“Soy horny, niggas,” Alfonso said. He flared his nostrils. “You promise me. You say by four o’clock, I will have titty in my hand. I stay quiet for this organization fo’ years, esse, and-“

“Si, si, si,” said the younger cholo. “We are delivering everything you were promised. He is just late. He has to borrow his baby mama’s car.”

“This is the City Barbershop,” said another. He smiled guiltily and motioned to Walter, who blanched. “There is always a puta here.”

Alfonso straightened up. He looked past Walter, as though he thought there was a real prostitute hiding behind him. He then realized that the cholos were referring to Walter. Walter, for the

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