The Most Beautiful Woman In Town
The Most Beautiful Woman In Town ( Part 1)
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Cass was the youngest and most beautiful of 5 sisters.She was the most beautiful girl in town. 1/2 Indian with a supple and strange body, a snake-like and fiery body with eyes to go with it. Cass was fluid moving fire. She was like a spirit stuck into a form that would not hold her. Her hair was black and long, silken and whirled about as did her body. Her spirit was either very high or very low. There was no in between for Cass. Some said she was crazy. The dull ones said that. The dull ones would never understand Cass. To the men she was simply a sex machine and they didn't care whether she was crazy or not.
And Cass danced and flirted, kissed the men, but expect for an instance or two, when it came time to make it with Cass, she had somehow slipped away, eluded the men.
Her sisters accused her of misusing her beauty of not using her mind enough, but Cass had mind and spirit;
She painted, danced, sang and she made things of clay and when people were hurt either in the spirit or the flesh. Cass felt a deep grieving for them. Her mind was simply different: her mind was simply not practical. Her sisters were jealous of her because she attracted their men, and they were angry because they felt she didn't make the best use of them. She had a habit of being kind to the uglier ones; the so-called handsome men revolted her. “ No guts ",she said, “no zap. They are riding on their perfect little earlobes and well shaped nostrils... all surface and no insides. ” She had a temper that came close to insanity, she had a temper that some call insanity.Her father had died of alcohol and her mother had run off leaving the girls alone. The girls went to a relative who placed them in a convent. The convent had been an unhappy place, more for Cass than her sisters. The girls were jealous of Cass and Cass fought most of them. She had razor marks all along her left arm from defending herself in two fights. There was also a permanent scar rather than lessening her beauty only seemed to highlight it. I met her at the West End Bar several nights after her release from the convent. Being youngest, she was the last of the sisters to be released.
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