Explaining that she wanted her breasts and labia clamped and used with weights and the like and that she wished to be hung to be used before an audien...e. Now the sheriff, he being quite a bright sort, worked out the advantages of going with the flow, he didn’t want witnesses, life running this area was just too good and knowing the mayors group would enjoy the use of the lady wanted the brownie points. So it was he who interviewed Jean himself again, she still under the illusion that her hubby. ”“I’ve thought about doing that, but I wasn’t sure we’d need it.”“How soon will you be here?”“We have the two trucks loaded and it will take us twenty-five minutes or so to get there, so figure a half hour from now.”“We’ll be ready for you. Back your trucks just inside the garage - side by side - we’ll have it ready and the girls are going to help us.”We loaded the net for the next trip, before we locked both attic doors, and checked the back door. We hurried out the front and locked up.“I’ll. Holly was scared, more afraid then she had ever been in her life. As the day went on, and with nothing else to think about, she began to cry, eventually falling asleep curled up as best she could in the wrecked car. When she awoke, it was night once again, the wind was blowing much harder, and snow was beginning to build up inside the car. Out of frustration she tore open the bag of dog food, closed her eyes and put a few pieces in her mouth. Her hunger soon overcame her reluctance to eat dog. I told her to wait a second and went to my truck for my tools, a wrench and a can of Coke. Loosening the connectors with the wrench, I poured some of the Coke over them. In case you don’t know, Coke is almost as good as baking soda to clean battery connections. I scraped the inside of the connectors with my pocket knife and retightened them and told Cynthia to try to start the car. The engine caught on the first try and I closed the hood. I walked to her window, explained what the problem had.