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it, the demon normally took over completely, and usually destroyed the host before it was through.
Spirits were far more gentle, and could not take over unless given leave by the host. They often, in fact,
were benign-as in this case. But the popular prejudice against them remained.
That was the case while Jolie and Orlene were with Vita, and now it was the case with the three of them
in the present host. They tuned in on the girl's mind, which was unguarded, and learned that her name
was Ilka, and that she was fifteen years old, and that her name meant "hard worker." She did work hard,
living up to it, and made pretty good grades, and did a lot around the house, too, but her mother still put
her down as a child. She wasn't allowed to date, because she was too young, and anyway, all men were
evil, her mother said, they just wanted to paw over a girl and put a baby in her and bug off. All her
friends had boyfriends, and sure it was true about what those boys wanted, and two of her friends had
abortions and a couple more were worried, but it sure proved one thing: they were women. She knew all
about it: a girl could get a great good time from a man, if she got it before he managed to get into her
pants, and if he liked her, he would be back next day for more, and if she got a baby, well, that was
really proof she was a woman. She saw, she knew. She was tired of being dumped on by her mother; she
wanted some romance, some independence, some respect. So tonight she had dressed up and sneaked
out: she was going to get into the big dance and have herself a time, no matter what!
She has trouble with her mother? Vita thought. She doesn't know what trouble is!
But if she is typical, she'll get pregnant-and we need to know what would stop her and all those like her,
Jolie reminded her. In my day we needed all the babies we could get, but today there are too many.
I wanted my baby, Orlene thought wistfully.
She's a fool to want a baby! Vita thought. I made sure to wear my charm, always! I mean, a baby would
be fine, when I'm older and married and through with fun, but she's too young. She's my age!
So you may understand her best, Jolie reminded her.
Yeah, I see the track ahead of her, to be a black whore like me, hooked on H! If you folk hadn't come
and put iron in my willpower, I never would have thrown that off!
Ilka approached the dance building. It was brightly lighted, and magic flares in the form of dancing
figures floated above it. Couples were arriving and entering.
That looks great! Vita thought. I'd kill to get into a dance like that!
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But you don't know anything about it! Orlene protested. And with no date She'll get picked up. Vita
said. That's the idea. It's not as good as having a real date, but you do it any way you can.
Indeed, Ilka was looking around now, trying to spot a likely man without a date. This was the tricky
part.
There were several young men near the entrance, dressed to dance. One was fat, one was ugly, and one
was neither. All were white.
Ilka nerved herself. She knew that white preferred white, at least to be seen with in public; she risked a
crude rebuff. But if she got lucky, one of these would take her.
Sure enough, the handsome one spied her and stepped forward. "Lose your date, girl?" he called.
"Not exactly," she responded. "You looking for one?"
"Maybe. You got money?"
"Not enough."
"You expect to be paid for?"
"Maybe." She knew it wasn't smart of her to come right out and say it.
"Well, I've got the price of the dance. But it's not cheap."
"Didn't figure it would be."
"You want to go in with me?"
"Why not?"
"And come home with me?"
"Why not?"
He eyed her, looking down her front. It was a good front, pushed in and up for best effect; she had
worked hard on that aspect, because she didn't yet have all the fullness she hoped for. "I think you're just
looking for a ticket in, then you'll lose me."
"That's a lie!" But she knew girls did that sometimes. The thought had crossed her mind. What did she
know of this character?
"Then come to my car first."
Nuh-uh! Vita thought emphatically. He'll screw you twice: once in the car, again when he reneges on the
deal!
Ilka picked it up, for Vita had directed it at her. "After the dance!" she said.
He scowled. "Listen, you black bitch-"
You should talk, you white pimp! Vita thought. You're trying to get some free ass!
Ilka heard that thought. She assumed it was her own, and was surprised at her insight. "Forget it, pimp!"
she snapped. "I'll go with one of these others."
"Yeah?" The boy's face turned ugly. He raised his voice. "Hey, this hooker's soliciting me! Isn't that
against the law?"
"You liar!" Ilka exclaimed, furious. "You were trying to get me into your car!"
"I'm going to turn you in!" he said.
Brother! Vita thought. They'll believe him too! Get out of here. Ilka!
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Ilka, responding to what seemed to be her own thought, turned and strode away. But she heard one of
the others speak to the one who had approached her. "You fool, Frank-she'd've put out, if you'd played it
straight!"
That's for sure! Vita agreed. And gotten knocked up too. Crazy girl's got no amulet, no sense!
But I wanted to go dancing! Ilka protested inwardly, the reaction setting in as she walked back along the
street. It was the only way!
You'd have paid ten times what it was worth! Vita thought fiercely. A hundred times! What would you
want with a bastard baby?
There was a shock in the host. Jolie thought it was Ilka, but then realized that it was Orlene. Orlene had
been born to an unwed mother, and borne a son who barely missed similar status.
Who cares? the girl argued. At least I'd love the baby-and it would love me. I'd he somebody!
And there we have it! Orlene thought. A baby would give her identity! A love relationship! As it did for
me!
But you were prepared, Jolie reminded her. You were married, and had a good situation. Money was no
problem. How would it have been on the street, with an illegitimate baby?
Disaster! Vita supplied. The girl's a fool! She'd get tired of that baby in weeks, and maybe leave it in a
garbage dump.
And she'd be starving herself, Jolie agreed. But even if she kept it-even if her domineering mother let
her keep it-she'd still be adding to the population. And it's because of her bad relationship with her own
mother that she wants it. She wants to be a mother herself, to be the authority figure in her family. It's
foolish, it's unworkable-but she'll still do it. And so will a million other girls! I'd get by somehow! Ilka
argued. Either way, it's mischief, Orlene thought. At least we stopped one baby. Vita thought. Tonight, [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
