This all changed about 7 months ago to my great benefit and That my friends is where our story begins. It happened on what would be a otherwise normal...day at the job I have at a truck stop. I was Working a graveyard shift and since we live in Oregon I had just come outside to pump gas for a rather rude customer. Well of course his credit card would not work on the pump so I informed him he would have to go inside to pay this did not make him happy he got out murmuring something about me being a. He sounded very rushed. "I just found out that you got a whole shit load of cops coming your way to search the place. And they wanna grab everyone there and pull 'em down town."Ken stood, livid."How long?" You got about ten minutes, but they've already got a net out to grab anyone trying to leave." You gotta be fucking kidding me," said Ken. "Have they picked up anyone yet?" I don't know," he said. "Has anyone just left?" No," replied Ken. "They've been gone for at least an hour or so." Good,". Isabel and Moira found the little hardware store, Moira parked her littlewhite Ford Escort in the adjoining parking lot and the two got out to walkthe short distance into the brightly-lit interior of the hardware store. Moiranoticed she had to slow down to accommodate her friend's chained, clinkingprogress Isabel's "plight," as the news media called it, was well knownto the townsfolk and she was treated with a mix of curiosity, deference andsympathy by most people who came in contact with her.. "While Lynn was talking Jennifer into going along with her plan, Mrs.Spears and Holli had left to go next door.They were going to get the twosleeping bags and PJ's so Ricky & Holli could join in with the sleepover.Meanwhile Lynn was helping to unbutton the pageant dress so Jennifercould take if off. She then handed Jennifer a pair of very thick whitecotton panties and a pair of frilly Rhumba panties. She told her to goover to the nearby powder room and put these on. She mentioned that sheneeded.