Authentic Science Fiction Monthly, No. 51 — page 90: what you’re looking at

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JEAN—GENE—JEANNE the greater part of the interior to carry fuel, and to load in that fuel. “Enough for the round trip,” the planetary inspector confirmed. He signed the certificate authorising Jean Leslie to ply freight in space. “You're wise, if your cargo isn’t going to take up too much room. Fuel’s expensive out.” He passed the certificate over the desk. ““What are you lining up for your first haul, Mr. Leslie ?”’ *“‘Fashions, Inspector.”’ *“Women’s stuff, eh?’’ The official nodded. “Bulky, though, if you’re going to stock right through, isn’t it? They come all shapes and sizes.” Jean Leslie grinned back. “First run, samples. One size only. I'll be able to get a model wherever I touch. And book orders.” “You’ve got your head screwed on,” the inspector conceded. He chuckled. “Sign on a woman in the crew. Then she can double as a manne- quin.”” He put out his hand. ““Best of luck, Mr. Leslie. Let us have your crew list when you're ready.” 89 That was another hurdle surmounted. He had the rations shipped, all the neces- — sary supplies for the round trip for a full crew. There was only his- stock left. Of necessity he had to conquer his initial embarrass- ment; to bargain over items he had never before handled. To assess their relative appeal to the feminine mind. Without their realising it, he made his selections according to his estimate of the seller’s per- sonal predilection. He bought an outfit for every occasion that any nor- mal woman would require. He was scraping the bottom when he had finished, but he was satisfied that he had covered everything. He cleared with the Cus- toms; was sealed in bond. Only the selection of the crew remained. He had never intended that he should have a crew. He knew enough, had made sure that he knew enough, both to take off, and to land. In theory. He’d been out him- self in the past, had sat with pilots who were also personal friends; had even, safely out, comicbooks.com