<em>Leo, at the meeting</em><br/><br/>"I didn't say I liked the idea of trafficking." Leo had been pretty sickened by the notion himself, but for the sake of Danica instead of himself. He'd been too scarred by now to really care otherwise. "And I'm not really in favor of starting a drug war. Hell, the DEA'd be down on us like a ton of bricks if we did. And they'd bring the ATFE with them. We don't need that kind of heat."<br/><br/>He shook his head slowly. "I'd rather keep the street-trash out of the way. Not unless we're gonna keep them on-site where we can keep them fed, otherwise they waste away too fast. But if you get the addicts, we can have them do things no one outside our staff'd do and make enough to keep them fed. Or we can use them until they don't sell and then toss 'em out. Regardless, I'd suggest that we screen the Johns; one bad dick and we've got STDs pouring out of our girls."<br/><br/>Leo picked up his drink and took another sip. "You have a point there, Ingrid. The amateur business is pretty good. We can probably get a good stream of girls, especially if we lure them from further away. It'll be easier if we don't have local fathers asking questions. Colleges'd be a good place to recruit. Actually, we could probably recruit full-time talent for Sweetbutts from there, too. Plenty of wild girls 'round those places."<br/><br/>Pussy was an easy business. It didn't take his skills to make it work most of the time, but that was ok. He sighed. "I know this is off the wall, but maybe we could also look at legit options? They make less money, but there are plenty of them. Especially if we muscle out the competition."