I assume she arranged the drop off time so the people would already be there. Her cell rang once during the ride there and I guess that was the signal...all was ok. Is she did not get the ring I am sure she would have asked me to stop off for something. I know her tricks now.I dropped her off at 11 am is, and usually it would be two hrs before I heard she was leaving. I figured I should at least drive around a bit, but something told me to hang the whole time.I did not see the 50 y/o dark people. Not easy when you are blindfolded and the cuffs are behind my back, but I succeeded. Then I had to remove the rope. I undid the blind fold and I saw nothing. I was in the forest, a bit further was grass, but I did not recognize where to go. I looked for clothing, but she had taken my normal clothes so I decided to keep the female clothing on. In case someone saw me. I gathered my bondage gear and put it in the bag and I looked for a road. I came to the grass. Or I needed to cross the grass. "How do you do, Mrs. Russell? I was just familiarizing myself with your the status of your, ah, claim." I would kill to familiarize myself with her body."Let's cut the small talk. It's been over four months since my husband drove off that cliff. I need to close this and get along with my life. I know, first hand, and my private investigator found out that the medical examiner said, he was alive when he went off the cliff, so I am entitled to the full amount of the double indemnity. Assures her, dreading where the conversation is going next. “Aaron said that you’re dating some hippie girl,” the redhead now asks, probingly. “Yeah, I was, but that’s all over now…” J.J. lies to her, doing his best to defuse the potentially explosive situation. “Good! Because you’re dating me, now!” Megan states decisively, asserting her exclusive claim to the stud. “So, I can’t even look at other chicks?” J.J. now exclaims in a bewildered tone, still not believing that the redhead can be.