"Linda. We spoke on the phone," Linda replied nervously. Suddenly, alone in a warehouse with these two strangers she felt very isolated and very unsur... of herself. She held up the bag for the men to see, trying to move things along: "I brought the money. All of it." Hmm," the man grunted and walked forward to take it from her hand before wordlessly turning and chucking it to his partner. "So you want your husband dead, right? No second thoughts?"Linda gathered her resolve and looked the man. I'm usually pretty bad with days and dates, but it did seem that the numbers added up. That wild night a Salma's house came to mind and I smiled."How can you be so sure so soon?" I questioned.She smiled a Mona Lisa smile. "I know." Was all she said.In my entire adult life, and in all my experience with women, except for Isidora, I'd never considered becoming a father. But when the full impact of Isidora's announcement hit me, a strange thing happened. I was overcome with happiness. The woman I. But I could move my fingers, and I felt the edge of another cast. Well, damn. It was worse. But still not as bad as it could get. Moved the fingers of my left hand. OK. Moved my left arm down--a little. It seemed to be stuck on something. I moved my left arm up to touch my face. Good; it wouldn't move down, but at least it moved up. Better than nothing. Face OK, something on my head. Thought to wiggle the toes of the leg in traction. They wiggled. I moved my right leg, lifted it off the bed and. " He said calmly. I placed the phone on her chest and found the straps. It was easy to buckle them together and I pulled them tight just under her tits. She was rubbing my cock as a picked the phone back up. "OK she is all strapped in." I told the man waiting on the phone. "Perfect now hold the phone to that sluts ear." As I held the phone to her head she moaned "I'm ready let's get started." With a huge smile on her face she told me "he hung up." I put the phone on top of my clothes and waited.