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There was much more detail in the article and the very idea shocked her but she had to admit it also excited her and the danger, however small, only added to the thrill of the journey. Martha had given her a letter of introduction when she'd said goodbye which was normal for a young lady travelling alone. Something she could show to anyone who asked to prove who she was and that she was of good standing etc. She wasn't supposed to read it but the train journey was a long one and she was quickly bored and so she couldn't resist. The letter started as she'd expected it too, telling any potential reader that she was an honest and polite English girl bbw married to an important banker and she was to be treated with every respect and courtesy. So far the letter did what it was supposed too, explaining that she was a lady to be respected but it soon took a dark step. The letter went on to say that her husband had met her while she was working as a whore in outdoor a saloon servicing men of all creeds and colours! Although this was true it certainly was not the kind of thing you mentioned in polite society. All creeds and colour was also true but up in the north where she lived it did not carry the stigma that it so readily did down south. The letter went on in even more damning terms and said that should anything happen to her husband she would no doubt revert to being a whore and selling herself to any man regardless of his colour providing he had a penny in his pocket because that was what she was, a natural slut. Tracey was shocked, this was not a letter of introduction this was a letter which destroyed her character, thank God she had read it before showing it to anyone! Placing it carefully back in her bag she vowed to destroy it at the first opportunity and in the meantime she was certainly not going to be showing it to anyone! She knew that the south was puritanical compared to the North and showing the letter around would cause her untold damage, and even worse was the statement that she had serviced coloured, probably a hanging offence in the south! No, even though people would expect her to have such a letter it was to stay hidden. Tracey soon found herself engaged in pleasant conversation with a young man, slightly younger than herself and it amused Tracey that he was having a hard time moving his eyes from her prominently displayed cleavage. It appeared that northern woman wore there neck lines a lot lower than their southern sisters. It was a pleasant enough conversation however and helped ease the boredom of the trip, he asked her where she was going etc. and when he heard and saw that she was alone he offered his advice, “Be careful down there Miss, from what I understand it is a dangerous place for a young woman such as yourself to be to be on her own, slave traders abound.” Instantly feel her curiosity roused she giggled slightly, “But Sir, I am a white woman, surely I would be safe?” “The demand for fancy girls is high and white women are sold into slavery every day ma'am.” “But I am a refined young lady.” she uttered sounding shocked. “Refined young ladies are highly sort after, believe me you will be highly prized, slavery for women such as yourself is common place and thought of as a trivial matter. You will attract a lot of attention from the traders as soon as you step off the train.” pussy Although she was sure he was telling the truth, the idea of being approached by a slave trader eager to procure her was maddeningly exciting and she blushed furiously. A fact that was noticed by the young man. “Of course I have heard that some white woman desire to be slaves, owned and treated as mere property, if you like I could point the slave traders in your direction to make sure they do not miss the opportunity to acquire you?” he smiled knowingly. “No that will not be necessary,” she said quickly, “I am sure they keep a well practised eye open for single girls like myself alighting from trains.” “They certainly do Miss, girls like you are two a penny I am sure you will be sleeping in a slave pen tonight awaiting sale in the morning, in fact I guarantee it.” he chuckled. With a final long look at her now heaving bosom he left her carriage leaving her alone with her own excited thoughts. Why did the thought of slavery excite her so much? Maybe because they didn't have any form of it where she came from and certainly not for white women! All she knew was that her hands were clasped very tightly in her lap! The train seemed to take an interminably long time to reach New Orleans and as it got closer and closer to the great City the temperature seemed to rise high and higher. Tracey was glad she'd worn such a low cut dress and had even surreptitiously undid another stay around her back so that the dress hung even lower, cum dangerously low! But the heat warranted the risk. Finally the train pulled into the station and she was busty overwhelmed with the hustle and bustle of the concourse. As mentioned she had barely left the confines of her house recently and the swarming mass of people suddenly surrounding her almost took her breath away. 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