GRINGA by Eve Rabi

Author:Eve Rabi [Rabi, Eve]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Dramas & Plays, Regional & Cultural, Caribbean & Latin American, United States, Romance, Contemporary, Multicultural, Two Hours or More (65-100 Pages), Multicultural & Interracial
Amazon: B005CQBCJA
Published: 2011-07-13T04:00:00+00:00

Diago stands before me looking smart in jeans and a grey shirt. His hair is neat, he’s stubble free and he’s looking really uncomfortable.

‘I am taking you to a movie,’ he says. ‘Senor Vito ... he say I must take you so you don’t get bored.’

I know he hates going out in public so I appreciate that he’s trying to keep me happy.

‘Wow, you sure are smoking!’ I say, circling him with wriggling eyebrows, adding to his discomfort. ‘I hope I’m not gonna have to fight off any Senoritas out there. Because I can – ask Christa and Santana.’

He grins while he loosens his collar. ‘The things I do for you …’

The movie is Zorro 14, Son Of A Gun. The cinema is small, crammed and lacks proper air-conditioning. The ticketmaster sees Diago and immediately offers us back row seats and free popcorn, which means we don’t have to wait in any queues.

‘Gracias, Senor,’ I say, ‘but we will stand in the queue.

Diago flashes me a confused look.

‘I want you to experience ordinary life and waiting in queues is part of life, honey. ’Sides, one day I’m gonna take you to America to see my world, where queues are aplenty, believe me.’

Even though his appearance today is fairly unthreatening, I notice the frightened looks from those around us and I hear the whisperings, ‘Is Diablo! Is Diablo!’

To my dismay some patrons quietly leave.

‘Hey Diago, lemme tell you a joke,’ I quickly say. ‘A man went to see his doctor. “You need to stop masturbating”, the doctor says. “Why?” asks the man. The doctor replies, “Because I’m trying to examine you.”’

He chuckles and crushes me to him, then tilts my face for a kiss. Everybody gapes at Diablo’s show of affection – probably never believing Diablo had a soft side to him.

I guess I bring out that side in him by showing him affection, something nobody’s done in his life. I’m touchy-feely person and people usually like that about me.

We watch a little bit of the movie, but spend a lot of time necking. I mean, we have the back row and necking in the movies is all part of his education, right?

‘Are you having fun, Diago?’ I whisper.

‘I always have fun when I’m with you, cariño’ he whispers back. ‘You make everything fun. That’s why I like being with you.’

‘Your very own clown, huh?’ I’m happy with his response so I allow him some inappropriate and scandalous touching in the dark.

On the way home, I talk about the movie. ‘You see how Zorro helped his people, Diago? You gotta do the same. You have oodles of dough just lying there, doing nothing. You should donate that money to hospitals, churches, schools. Schools are great, they will help the children of Mexico, mmm?’

He looks at me, his expression thoughtful. ‘I like to do that, but how?’

‘I’ll show you.’

‘You show me?’

I smile and rest my head on his shoulders. ‘You bet I will.’

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