I bought a beat-up truck with half the money and had the rest in cash.My plan was to drive from my suburban foster home in Nevada to somewhere in Cali...ornia, preferably near L.A. With a single backpack containing my belongings, a road map, and the radio blaring, I headed out on my adventure.The trouble was my used car was not as reliable as the salesman lead me to believe. It broke down a short while after crossing state lines along a not-so-busy highway. The engine was smoking and, with no. I was in the office when I received the first message from Kavitha. We introduced ourselves, and then we started chatting. When we grew comfortable with each other, I asked her to send a picture. She denied saying if I see her picture, I may stop messaging. Because she thought she was not good looking and had a negative feeling about her body complexion, face, and figure. I convinced her saying that there is nothing called a sexy figure, wildness/sexiness in the thought and bed make the sex. Each red speedo on my wrist went through the carabiner which then went through a hook that was bolted to the ceiling. Adam got off the bench and then told me to spread my legs. He instructed me to not do it too far but comfortably spread which I did. He then attached the speedos on my ankles to the ends of the bench.This was a first for me and if I had been wearing a cap, I'd had tipped it to Alex and Adam for this setup. The speedos on my wrists and ankles were soft and had a bit of. ’ ‘I beg your pardon?’ ‘Just do it, before he scrapes your paintwork. Bribes often work.’ Two minutes later the distance between the parked Chevy and the tow truck rapidly widened as the now cheerful driver, forty dollars richer, began looking for another motorist to upset. Nash stood alongside the twitching woman watching the disappearing pariah. ‘I can’t believe I just did that, and he took my money. That’s nothing but corruption, we’re supposed to be an incorruptible society.’ Nash asked.