My best luck has been with blind girls. Not a little blind or sight impaired but totally in the dark.
When I saw the girl on the Gainesville train I was traveling to ‘Hog City’ from Jax from a look-see of cheapo slaves, a bruised lot. The container being disposed of had 2,500 in it and some had trouble standing up. Some of the wretches were sick and most buyers were totally turned off. Some were bummed out because they didn’t speak our language. Those are aspects in my favor (as a slum dog of the slave trade). I even heard Ros a trader from Atlanta say, “The whole China lot has the ‘stinks’.” The importers sold me first pick of the first thousand. My shipment to Gainesville was in three double sized trucks heading toward Hog City (Gainesville). I could have gone with the trucks, or on a truck, but if I had I wouldn’t have met Les Eller on the train.
Les got on at Jax, probably from a troop ship, he looked discharged. The girl, who was most interesting, got on at Lake City. The girl was a young blond, stunning I thought, but she didn’t seem to notice me. Well girls did notice me, but stayed a distance away from ‘the ugly, wrinkled dwarf’.
She had no success in begging the money and I planned to step in at the last-minute and offer the toll, for a written indenture — slave dealer that I am I carried blank ones with me. But I’m so much a figure of fun for most young girls that she probably would have bolted and gone in for prostitution, rather than submit to me.
I was amazed when she offered to be the ex-soldiers slave for passage money, amazed. So I tried to be the soldier’s friend and gave him some good advice, about leashing her, to save him toll money, and then on the street offered him a large profit on the girl — she was a good-looking piece.
As a slave most women don’t kill themselves quickly after a dwarf buys them. But they often DO kill themselves. It’s not very pleasing that women would rather be dead than have to sleep with you.
I had one of my truck drivers follow this Les fellow and as I guessed Les had little or no money. He rented a metal container to sleep in with the girl, that’s the very cheapest place to sleep in the whole city. I sent Les a note about a sit-down at my slave establishment, and my shop on Urban Drive and Millhopper is impressive. I keep a better quality of male and females out front, but my place is known for cut-rate flesh.
Maybe Les thought I still wanted to buy the girl when he came to my office. Of course I did, but he just stood there after I offered him a chair. I said, “I have many more women, foreign-born females, than I could ever vend in my store. So if I can help you get a choice location would you buy women from me and sell them on the street, all day, every day?”
“Sure,” he said, “if their good-looking things that people will buy. Do I need a license?” Well he didn’t know about lawless Hog Town.
“No, none of us has to buy a license here, we just pay the toll when we come in or out of Gainesville, and that’s the tax. It’s one credit, and that’s high, but it’s better than government with its hand out all the time.
If you stay in the city, and never leave, you are tax-free for life.”
I sent him over that night to see the place. One of my slave men went with him to show him the jewelery corner. What I didn’t tell him about the area is that I had another slave seller there for two years, until he was murdered early one morning. Twenty slaves saw it done and they were still standing there two hours later when someone came by and told me, and I got over there.
That’s Gainesville for you, no law and order and one of the corner jewelers did it. They don’t want girl flesh vended in front of their shop. So some old paper seller has a plywood thing set up there now. He was an easy one to run off. I sent Roscoe my man, around that very night to tell him that someone was going to castrate him tomorrow. That’s all it took, and Les and I became in charge of the jewelery corner. Of course I never went there.
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