Pawnshop

Fbailey story number 286


Pawnshop


I own a Pawnshop. It is the only one in this small town too. Mostly college kids, drunks, and drug addicts come to me when they need money.

You would be amazed at what I can purchase for almost nothing. Just the other day for instance I bought a thirteen-inch color television for only three dollars. Hell some of the shit I buy is still in its original boxes unopened. Of course most of it is hot, that’s why I get it so cheap. Usually I give them enough money so that they can buy a pack of cigarettes or a bottle of cheap wine.

Then again some junkies will sell me their teenage daughters for a fix. I never keep them but I do get my moneys worth out of them before I send them back home.

One night just before closing I was sitting behind my counter when this nervous and jerky guy came in dragging a pretty girl with him. He looked all strung out and in need of a fix.

He dragged her over closer to me and asked, “How much will you give me for her?”

She looked scared to death.

I chuckled and replied, “I don’t buy girls.”

She seemed quite relieved to hear that.

He laughed and said, “Oh yes you do. Nine fingers Tony told me that you do.”

Well actually I had bought Nine Fingers Tony’s girl before so I replied, “If I were to purchase her, how much would you want?”

She got nervous again.

He could hardly stand still and focus on me but he said, “Two hundred dollars and you can keep her all night.”

I laughed and said, “How about twenty and I still get to keep her all night?”

He was shaking violently when he said, “A hundred. I need a hundred. I need a fix.”

I had been around long enough to know that he could get a fix for twenty-five dollars so I said, “How about twenty-five and I send her home when I’m done with her?”

Finally she said something, “No Richie. Don’t do it. Not for twenty-five dollars. Not for twenty-five.” Then she started crying.

He counter offered, “Fifty.”

I said, “No way. I think you better get out of here and take her with you.”

She said, “Come on Richie lets go.” She tried to drag him out but he wouldn’t go.

I could tell that he was trying to think but that his brain had turned to mush. He was dizzy and staggering around. I was just about to call for the police and an ambulance when he said, “Okay. Twenty-five and you can keep her.”

Her eyes flew open and she said, “What! You fucking asshole! Richie you said that all I would have to do is give some old fart a blowjob. Now you fucking sold me to him.” Then her arms started beating him senseless.