City of Bad Men by Ralph Cotton

Author:Ralph Cotton
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Published: 2010-12-08T05:00:00+00:00

In the afternoon, the two federale trail scouts finally rode into the City of Bad Men and stepped out in front of the adobe church. They looked down the street at a large hog and two goats roasting above a roaring fire in the middle of the street out in front of the cantina. At the sight of so many horses, some hitched and others roaming freely in the dirt street, the two soldiers looked at each other.

“Mandíbulas de corte?” the younger scout asked the other, his hand on a holstered revolver. “The men the capitan warned us about?”

“Sí, Cut-Jaws,” the older scout affirmed. He spat in contempt upon mentioning the name. “The capitan will want to hear about this pronto. If the Cut-Jaws are starting to gather here, they will soon be robbing and killing.”

The two turned their horses around and kicked them up into a trot.

From the doorway of the cantina, Rafael the dwarf walked out carrying a chicken in either hand. He looked down the street and saw the two soldiers leaving town. His left eye was black and blue, almost swollen shut.

“What’s their hurry?” he said to no one in particular.

He twirled the birds around by their necks until their heads twisted off into his strong stubby hands.

“They were just in time for supper,” said Loonie, staring after the two soldiers.

As the two headless birds flopped and batted their dying wings in the dirt, Rafael turned and walked back inside the cantina. As he made his way through the open cantina door, two half-naked young whores ran up to him. The two had appeared earlier, as if out of nowhere, along with an accordion player. The whores had mingled right in with the gunmen while the accordion player stood off to the side and played nonstop.

“Watch this!” one of the women called out to the men, some of them standing spread out along the bar, others seated at battered wooden tables scattered across the cantina’s floor. She threw a leg up over Rafael’s head and buried the dwarf beneath her loose peasant skirt. The men hooted and laughed as she grabbed Rafael by his head and ground her crotch into his face.

When she released Rafael and threw her skirt back from over his head, he spat and spluttered and wiped his eyes. But before he could collect himself, the other young whore bent over him and swung her large naked breasts back and forth, batting him across the top of his head. The drinkers roared and hooted.

The dwarf turned his face upward, welcoming the back and forth slap of warm flesh against his cheeks. “Being small is not so bad!” he said in broken, muffled laughter as the swinging breasts pummeled his face.

He continued to laugh and squeal as the two women snatched him up, carried him behind the bar and stood him on a wooden crate he used to reach the bar top.

“All right! Who’s ready for more, you Cut-Jaw sonsabitches!” he shouted in a fit of laughter, grabbing a bottle of rye in his stubby hand and shaking it toward the drinkers.

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