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Sure enough, just as I had planned I found her pulled over to the side of the road. " I have an important meeting to get to tonight." "Not in this car you don't" I interrupted. And thought to myself that I would soon be repeating the chaining up on her. Her nipples had become quite visible through the wet clinging fabric of her dress. And I began to laugh softly as we moved back to the highway.

She was sitting in her car, trapped by the breakdown and the driving rain. I don't know what it could be this is a very good car." I studied the car up and down. After tightening up the chains securing her car I jumped back into the cab to find her bending down trying to clean off the mud from her shoes. She shot me a quizzical glance but did not ask what I thought was so funny.

Her driving a convertible made it remarkably easy to check her out. She had lots and lots of long red curly hair that stopped at her shoulder blades. Though it was impossible to tell just how tall due to her sitting in the car. His holdings were in the hundreds of millions of dollars. It was of course impossible to keep up with her Mercedes ragtop. Way up in the distance I thought I saw the distinctive taillights of her car take the next exit. I proceeded to the exit and pulled over to the curb. When I did I barely had the time to jot down the address of the property that she had parked in front of before she reemerged, her heels dangling from her left hand. I waited still a few minutes till she was out of sight, and he had gone back into the house, before I began to make my way down from the hills to the RV I had left. After all if she was willing to be the trophy wife on one man for mer money.

She sat upright in her seat, her good posture displaying her chest proudly. They embraced passionately one more time as she scampered back to the car. As I walked slowly back I began to formulate a plan. They I should surely be able to to keep her interested in me, to keep her ass out of jail.

Just wanted to give something back to the internet community. The scanner that I used in my business was lying on the passenger seat of the mobile home that I had rented for my latest job, a surveillance job; you know the kind typical jealous husband case. As I rolled to a stop her voice cut out on the conversation I could still hear his though meaning a building or an underpass was blocking her. The realization hit me as hard as I had hit the gas pedal. Christ he was practically in a wheelchair he was so decrepit.

I knew from my experiments that, she would soon be on the side of the highway disabled and helpless.

It began to rain and got distinctly colder while she was changing. This time in a pink dress and matching heels that hobbled her as she ran to the convertible, and began to struggle to raise the roof back onto the car.

Secondly, the property was large nearly 8 acres in size. I had to come up with a plan and implement it quickly, ideally within a week. Then just before dawn it hit me like a bolt of lightning. Planning & Execution I began by making phone calls feverishly. Big ones for some excavating around the property, and its various structures.

Clearly large enough that I could build a suitable facility to house her for a long long time. There was a barn that I used to store my various vehicles. Turn of the century home, with a shallow cellar with stone walls that extended up to form the walls of the first of the three floors of the house.

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