“One dollar!” “Five dollars!” “Five-fifty!” “Seven!” “Ten dollars!” “Ten and a quarter!” The smaller increases were greeted with laughter. The bidding went over fifteen dollars, over twenty. As the bidding increased, the head cheerleader made him disrobe, each item of the french maid costume dropping to the ground to renewed cheers and rude comments. A group of four girls led by a big-breasted redhead huddled together, then combined their bids. “Forty dollars!” they cried. That was all.
“Going once! Going twice! Sold to the Gang of Four! Now, don’t wear the boy out, remember. He’s got to please, but he needs to be kept ready for the next group. You have forty-five minutes.”
Giggling and laughing, the four cheerleaders took possession of their new slave. They hauled him to his feet and ma
