Listerine Walters was the first woman who had been brought to the basement. She was turning tricks long past her time and had grown fat and sassy in doing so. She had a rep for giving the best head in East Harlem, and never had problems having customers come around day and night. Most of the young girls just chomped down on their dudes to get it over with as soon as possible these days. Getting it done right was Listerine’s specialty, and she got increasingly tired of having to kick up to Django for doing a better job than anyone else.
He had a three-strike rule in effect, and after two arguments he had a dog on watch outside her tenement to keep count of how many customers stopped by each day. At the end of the week, he met with her. When the money was far short of what was expected, he
