The Sally Bee house sits stoic on the hillside right off the main square. Recently sold on the auction block, the contents were spectacular.
How in the world did Miss Sally Bee afford all these luxuries? Speculation and rumor fired up once more.
Miss Dalley, the maid, just stayed in the background with her daughter, Booty. They shook their heads and gave one another long glances as the nair-do-wells poked and proded through the house.
"Mama, Miss Sally would have a fit if she saw this going on!"
"Yes she would baby girl, but that's the way of things now-a-days. I'm just glad Miss Sally had me torch those personal things she didn't want others to see. All she had was the last note Mr. Bud gave to her and she held onto it until till she passed."
"You still got that note, don't you Mama?"
"Sure do and ain't gonna destroy it. It was precious to her as was Mr. Bud."
"Mama, why didn't they get married? They loved one another so."
"Because, baby girl. Mr. Bud wanted to but Miss Sally said, ""If you can't be faithful to me only Bud, I will not marry you!""
"Poor Miss Sally."
Even Old Bud's nieces came to the sale. They wanted to be nosey and see just what "their" money had bought all those years as Old Bud had left Miss Sally fixed in his will.
The sisters, Mary Lou and Jessie Fawn, snickered as they went into Miss Sally Bee's bedroom.
"Bet they had a good time in here!"
"Hush Fawn! You don't want to add to her mystique, do you?" said Mary Lou.
"Well, at least we aren't anyone's whore now are we?"
"Gurl, she could have been our aunt, hush!"
Problem was they both were whores. Little did they know that their own Mama was a richly paid one in New Orleans where their Daddy, Old Bud's brother, Ben spent many a weekend.
Ben was the younger brother of Old Bud. He was just in his prime when they struck the first well. Buying the first 50's Cadilac convertable , that next Friday, he left and headed south with the top down.
According to Ben, he met Jennabelle in the Quarter strolling down the street. He didn't mention that it was Bourban Street. Nor did he mention that it was the best sex he had ever had , or the first sex he ever had.
Jennabelle had just been shopping and saw the car slow down with it's occupant staring at her. She nodded and he stopped.
"Can I give you a lift?" he asked.
Jennabelle was excited to see a man with real money and accepted the ride.
Ben and she had a wild time that first weekend. She knew he was in-experienced and felt a giddiness as he was a promising mate. Never did Ben imagine that he was becoming the biggest sucker in history as he couldn't imagine Jennabelle's intentions.
Three months later, Ben brought home his new bride. They settled into Aunt Jonny's apartments right off the boulevard for their wedded bliss. The family had suspicions about Jennabelle's past, but since Ben was so happy, they accepted her.
Aunt Jonny called her a Jezebel, a woman who is scheming and evil. Aunt Jonny was right.
