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She was smart all right, she'd waited until she thought I'd gone before making any noise.
I can't exactly say when the idea of taking a sex slave first came to me.I could have a woman who couldn't say no, one over which I would have total control. At the time I was dating Samantha Prescott, former model and an assistant editor at Vogue.I must confess that I had fallen, she was lovely of course, but she also had an elegance and charm which completely won me over.Yet I couldn't help feeling that this would be the night the idiot got his car stolen or his wife was rushed to hospital and that every cop in the state would be after that license.I was at most twenty minutes from the layover when I could switch mine back, I hoped to stay lucky that long.I got out and pantomimed looking for my wallet so that I could hang around near the trunk. I have to say that I started to worry, maybe she'd choked or something.
She was a smart girl, a college student, she must see her situation, bound and gagged in the trunk of a car being taken who knows where, her best chance is when we stop.
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The author does not necessarily condone or endorse any of the activities detailed in this story, some of which are dangerous or illegal.
Still it paid to go to a little extra trouble and it also reduced the chances of some passer by spotting my home made tags.
I still felt nervous and unsure, copying a stranger's tags so that you don't have to cruising a neighborhood with out of state plates is smart thinking and pays off when the jobs over and the cops are looking for clues.
Apparently a company in San Diego was marketing an S&M Multimedia CD-ROM, and had just won a court battle to allow it's distribution.