Excerpt from Bandita Bonita and Billy the Kid, The Scourge of New Mexico, Book II
From Chapter 11
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A, short, humorous anecdote.
(Lucy and Paulita Conspire against a puta)
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From Chapter 11
Available at Amazon and Barnes and Noble and various Indpendent Bookstores in the U.S. and Europe.
Available in Print and Ebook for #Kindle, #Nook, and #iPad
A, short, humorous anecdote.
(Lucy and Paulita Conspire against a puta)
...
[,,,] Once careful not to alert the girl to my displeasure of her lest she complain to Billy and place me in the awkward position of having to sit while he sermonized me on appropriate behavior toward the locals, I had blundered grandly when again I had found [Billy and Celsa] together and, after a bout of rainy weather, tripped her into a rather large muddy puddle. I had intended to pull the coup off carefully by nonchalantly, if diligently, sticking my foot out as they walked along--the convenience of that puddle presenting itself before them at the right moment was too appealing to pass up--but I had become positively ecstatic at the thought of watching her falter so spectacularly and grew ambitious in my excitement. Giddy with a laugh, I thrust out my booted foot and gave my leg an extra jolt forward to ensure her calamity. Down she went into the muck and I laughed blissfully. She began to cry hysterically as I cackled, and I laughed even harder at this. Billy gave me such a look of fury that my breath caught in my throat, interrupting my amusement.
[...]
Regardless, the disdain I felt at her weakness freed my breath and I petulantly clucked my tongue at her stupidity, forgetting all about Billy's anger. What could he do? Cut me loose? He wouldn't dare. My knowledge of this put him at a tremendous disadvantage when it came to the unpredictability of my potential to embarrass him.
[...]
Regardless, the disdain I felt at her weakness freed my breath and I petulantly clucked my tongue at her stupidity, forgetting all about Billy's anger. What could he do? Cut me loose? He wouldn't dare. My knowledge of this put him at a tremendous disadvantage when it came to the unpredictability of my potential to embarrass him.
