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White Slave Tales - Charity Slave Auction

... afternoon. If you come with us I'll take you to the place that sells them on the way back."

Lisa smiled and said, "You boys and your cars!"

We went back downstairs and I made some bloody marys and we took them out by the pool and we all sat around in the shade and I told them about my night last night. She looked at Frank and after I had finished filling in the details she turned to me and asked, "Would you mind asking Glenn to invite me along the next time?"

I looked at Frank and he grinned and nodded. I had really misjudged Frank.

The car they wanted to look at was out in the country about an hour from town. Frank had some complicated directions which we followed almost without problems. We only had to turn around a couple of times. It didn't matter though, it was really the first time that the four of us had spend any time together and we were having a very good time.

We pulled up to an old, but well kept farm house and got out. Frank and Dale went to the door and knocked and a tall thin man of about fifty came to the door and they introduced themselves. The man came out and Lisa and I joined them. He seemed pretty nice. He was a bit shy, but quiet and you had the impression that he was very self sufficient.

He asked us to follow him and he led the way to a large shed and it took all three of them a long time to open the doors. They hadn't been opened in years. The only thing inside was a car up on blocks and covered in canvas and blankets.

The owner ...

... carefully pulled the covering off of the car and there was a brand new 1970 Plymouth Road Runner, with a 440 engine and a six pack. I don't know what I just said, that was what he was telling Dale. It was beautiful! He said it had less than three hundred miles on it. His twin brother had bought it just before he got shipped off to Vietnam. He never came back. His father had put the car in the shed and covered it up and it had been there ever since.

Dale and Frank walked around the car and they had to be careful to keep from stepping on their tongues. Dale walked around the car twice and then we went over to the guy and said, "I can't give you what this car is worth. I will do something for you though. I would love to get it running for you and you could put this any of the major auto auctions in the country and be set for life. But I'll be honest with you, you should keep this. This is a car that you have to love. It needs to be loved."

The man had been watching Dale talk and he said, "You love this car, don't you? You aren't buying it to sell, are you?" But the way he said it, they were statements, not questions.

Dale said, "No sir. I would never sell this car. It is a work of art."

The man said, "I feel bad about it being in here all these years. But I haven't been able to bring myself to get rid of it. I was in town a few months ago and your car club was having a show. I saw your Superbee. I thought to myself, 'That man loves that car. That's who should have the ...