The Bell Tolls for No One by Charles Bukowski

The Bell Tolls for No One by Charles Bukowski

Author:Charles Bukowski
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3, mobi
Publisher: City Lights Publishers


Jimmy was walking up the right side of Alvarado Street about 8:30 p.m. that Wednesday night when the yellow late-model car slowed along the curbing beside him. There were three women in there. “Hey, kid,” said one of them, “can you tell us where Avandale Terrace is?”

“What?” asked Jimmy walking over to the car.

Two of the women sat in the back, and the one dyed platinum with the excessive lipstick on, the one nearest the curbing, opened the door and pointed the .32 and said, “Get in, kid, and now . . . ” Jimmy got in the back seat between them.

“Listen,” he told the women, “I’ve only got $2 or $3 . . . ”

“We don’t want your money, kid,” said the one who was driving. The one who was driving was the oldest; she had a very sad look on her face, a rather thick neck and wore very thick-rimmed glasses. The only attractive woman was the third, about 23, pale and sleepy-looking, but she lacked even fair breasts.

“What do you want with me then?” asked Jimmy. The platinum blonde kept the gun in his ribs.

“We want your cherry, kid,” said the one who was driving.

The thin one giggled. The one with the gun twisted it a little into his side.

“We’re takin’ you to Sarah’s apartment and that’s where we’re going to get your cherry. You still got your cherry, ain’t you, kid?” asked the one who was driving.

“I haven’t been laid, if that’s what you mean.”

“Oh, look how uppity he is! I like ’em uppity! Lots of spirit, it excites me!” said the platinum, continuing to twist the gun into his ribs. “But you ain’t a fairy, are ya?”

“Fairy?”

“You know what I mean! Queer, fag . . . ”

The car took a hard right throwing Jimmy against the platinum. She took the hand that wasn’t holding the gun and pressed Jimmy’s head towards hers, kissing him. “You make me hot, you son of a bitch. I’m going to suck all the cream out of you, Virgin cream . . . ”

“You women can’t get away with this, I’ll go to the police.”

“You’ll kiss my Aunt Minnie’s ass too. A hell of a lot they’re going to believe your story. We’ll claim you raped us. It’s our word against yours. Anyhow, you’re going to like it, you’re really going to like it.”

Thick neck pulled under an apartment near the hills and they got out in the parking ramp and platinum poked Jimmy toward the elevator. “Just be cool, kid. I just got out of the Women’s Jail, Marin County Civic Center, San Rafael, and I’m capable of going right back there if you pull any shit. So if you don’t want to die with your cherry, cool it.”

They stood there while the 23-year-old with the minor breasts pushed the elevator button. The elevator came down, the door opened, they got on. One of the women pushed the button and it began to rise.

“I’m sure glad,” said thick neck, “that those Arabs are going to let us have a little oil for a couple of months.



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