THE YOUNG SOPRANOS PART 3--X (CONTINUED)


 THE

YOUNG SOPRANOS


PART 3--X



BY 

J. BECK



2024




...

(CONTINUED)





Raymond Curto Jr



X


A.J. slowly opens the sliding-glass door breaking a seal of the silent central air conditioning comfort to the late morning sounds & balmy heat mixing with the clean chlorine smells of the out-door in-ground swimming pool where he found Raymond Curto Jr soaking.



RAYMOND CURTO JR

"WELCOME DEAR FRIEND!" Raymond salutes A.J. as he apologized  for his unexpected visit while closing the door behind himself.! I am happy to see you! Can I invite you to join me?!" Raymond gestures with both hands as he props himself along the edge of the pool on his elbows.

A.J. politely declines--Saying he would have to bring his swimming trunks next time he visited. "Oh Hell A.J.--I'm not wearing anything!" Raymond lifts his hips to modestly prove it to him. "SEE?!--COME ON! The water is still refreshingly cool before the afternoon sun heats it up.

A.J. hesitates but agrees & begins to undress on the patio. A.J. had only gone into a swimming pool with Stella after reframing/avoiding swimming pools for over a decade after his failed suicide attempting to drown himself.

But just as A.J. drops his dress pants not wearing underwear. "I don't wear underwear either!" Raymond laughs before he calls out to his mother. A.J. rushes to dive into the pool without thinking about it any further as he hears Raymond's mother Nucci answering: "COMING!" 


NUCCI CURTO 
(WIDOW OF RAYMOND CURTA SR)

All she seen was A.J.'s white ass & dangling balls as he disappeared beneath the emerald blue water. When he emerged he could hear them laughing about his modesty & Raymond requested a pitcher of spiked lemonade. 

A.J. positioned himself across the swimming pool on the opposite side to prop himself up on the edge facing Raymond. Agreeing with him that it was quite refreshing. 



RAYMOND CURTO JR

"Now. We are Here as Equals Anthony. With nothing more then the manly measure we each were born with! When I am out of the water I am a wheelchair cripple but in the water I don't need the use of my legs to move." A.J. silently listened & gained an insightful understanding of Raymond's MS & life-long disabilities.

"We are Equals here in this pool as Ragnor & King Ekbert met the first time in the castle's Ancient Roman Bathes from the VIKING show." (We are hardly Kings!) 

"No. But we are Princes! & We won't be Kings until one or both of us becomes "Capo dei Capi"--the "Boss of Bosses" !--I mean Hell: If Paul Castellano can be--Anyone can be!" The two young men laugh together when Nucci returned with a silver tray & large glass pitcher of ice lemonade. 


NUCCI CURTO 


"Freshly squeezed & spiked--What's so funny?!" She asked as she pours each of them a glass.

"We were just laughing about Paul Castellano & his penis-implant!" (OH RAYMOND CURTO JR!--You shouldn't make fun of the dead!) "Yea.--I may not be able to use my legs to walk but that doesn't mean my dick is broken!" (OK Enough Raymond!) 



NUCCI CURTO

"Just go back inside--Thank-you!" Raymond gestures her "Away--Away with you Mother! And take your precious silver tray with you! She only breaks out the good-stuff when there's company! She feeds me on paper plates with plastic forks & spoons!" (That's not True Raymond!) 

"GO! & CLOSE THE DOOR BEHIND YOU MOTHER!"


"I view us as Equals in water as on dryland Raymond.  We are both Prince sons born into This Life by our late Italian-American fathers & mothers." Raymond agrees raising his glass to A.J.

"I came here alone to speak to you privately & candidly. I would like you to join me as part of my inner-circle of trust. I want to offer you a job--Not working for me but with me!" (Go On--You have my attention!) Raymond cocks his head to listen as A.J.'s words bounced off the surface of the water.

"With the passing of the last of the old guard with Junior's death we are positioned to usher in a New "Golden Age" Era for our Family & our Thing! & I would like you to beside me in doing so."


RAYMOND CURTO 


Raymond stares directly into A.J.'s eyes to answer him with a question. "Will I have the oppurtunity to prove myself--to make my bones & be a Made-Man?!" (Yes. If that is what you want?!)

"It is the only goddamn thing in my God-forsaken life that I want Anthony!" (Then so will it be!)

"I want you to be my eyes & ears Raymond. & I never want you to hesitate to approach or inform me of anything you find suspicious or questionable.  I want you to go to work with Compagino at T-Storage Unit Rental Office to learn the Ropes." ( & Keep an eye on Compagino?!) 

"Yes. I don't exactly trust him but it's better to keep your friends close & your enemies closer!" (At least until you can eliminate them!)

"I will pay you 1250$ weekly//5K$ monthly. Then you keep everything else you make except for kicking up 20% directly to me."

"You have a Deal my Brother!" Raymond reaches out his hand across the pool to shake with A.J.

Raymond grabs A.J. wrist firmly to lift his ring hand up to kiss it: 

"I pledge on my honor & my life unto death to protect & defend you my Don Anthony John!" Then the two young men hug & exchange kisses to both cheeks. (Good Man.)

The two young men get out of the pool to dry off & Raymond Curto crawls up into his wheelchair & put on a white robe to sample his drink:"WEAK--CHRIST."

A.J. smiled as he redressed himself when Raymond points to say: "Hey let me see your firearm!" Holding out his hand to take it from A.J. as he removed it from his vest-holster.

"It is a GLUCK!--Where did you get this?!" Raymond asked without looking at A.J. as he continued to admire the handgun.

"I don't really recall Ray."



RAYMOND CURTO JR
(ADMIRES GLUCK)

"Oh don't feed me your shit Soprano! No one owns a Gluck & not know where they got it!" A.J. shrugged his shoulders with a smile.

"So what you are really saying is it isn't any of your goddamn business Curto?!" They laughed together as Raymond hands the weapon back to A.J.

"I have my late father Buffalo Ray's Gluck but I don't own one of my own. I have a large gun collection. I've always wanted to have my own Gun Shop someday?!" (Yea?!--What would you name it if you did?!)


RAYMOND CURTO JR


"I'd call it "MURDER INC.--GUN SHOP!" & Both young men raised their drinks to say: "SALUTE!" with a roar of laughter.



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