Chapter 15

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THE STREET LIGHTS ARE a bit brighter as Eschewal enters the city's uptown. Most of the stores are still open, and the streets are packed with people, making it seem as if it is midday and not nearly midnight.

Eschewal looks at Deuce and decides to start a girl conversation to make him think he is still on his wavelength. "Oi, bruv, do you know one chick name? Hold on... I can't even remember her name." He makes up a name; he still cannot remember the name of the girl that he picked up from the bus stop. "Yeah, yeah, Reanne?"

Deuce shakes his head. "Nah, where's she from?"

"I don't even know; I think she's from the ends, still."

Deuce scratches his chin. "Yeah, what about her anyway?"

"Nah, I must've linked her one time, innit," Eschewal shakes his head. "I swear down, bruv, she was stinking, ponging. Ter, but you know what? I was scared to tell her, rudeboy. I just held my nose and pushed it in."

Deuce laughs. "Wait there. What, was she fit?"

Eschewal shrugs. "Nah, not really."

Deuce shakes his head. "Rah, you're selling. If she weren't fit, that's long. Listen, the only way I would brush a ting that's stinking is if she's fit, and she will be a one pop." He sucks his teeth. "Trust me, when I get them butters that stink, I don't ramp to run them out of my yard." He sucks his teeth again. "I tell them straight 'cause how I see it; I'm doing them a favor. As when they sleep with the next man, they will make sure they wash their pussy until it smells like freshwater pussy."

Eschewal laughs. "What's freshwater pussy, blood?"

Deuce looks surprised. "Don't you know, bruv, that when a girl washes her pussy properly and her pH is balanced, it should smell like freshwater." He huffs and continues, "Trust me, that's why I do the finger test. I always do it. If I take my finger out, and it doesn't smell like freshwater." He sucks his teeth once more. "Like I said, if she's fit, it's a one pop. If she's a butters, I don't stop run them. It's nothing long. Trust me, bruv, certain chicks, all they do is wipe out their armpit and spray on deodorant, then run out on the road and wanna jump in man's bed, and talk bout let's get down and dirty." He shakes his head and wipes the corners of his mouth. "It's not that type of party." He looks towards Eschewal with his face screwed and says, "Anyway, how come it's only now you're telling me about this link?" He points his finger. "But you know what, your bad mind, though. You know you ain't link me with nothing since we've been moving."

Eschewal now regrets that he started the conversation. He uses a lie to slip out of Deuce's valid point. "Just cool, man, I'm gonna link you with something soon, just cool."

With the sound of a threat in his voice, Deuce says, "Yeah, you better link man with something soon, bruv."

Eschewal does not reply as he pushes the car, just in time before the traffic lights turn red.

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