”“We’re restoring it. We just got it running, titled, and through an inspection. There’s still a lot of work to do on it, but all of it is cos...etic. We’re driving it today because it’s the only car we have that all four of us can fit in comfortably.”“That’s going to look great when you finish it.”“Thanks.” Tim extended a hand while saying, “I’m Tim Blake. This is Cathy Peterson and Sandra Miller. The awkward guy over there is Benny Baker.”“Sandra Miller? Are you any relation to George,. Later, I could be smuggled back inside the same way. We had to be careful not to let too many people on the inside know about the ploy, as we were fairly certain that some had been bought by various newspapers. It worked. At eleven o'clock, I pronounced myself ready to try for a 'cure'; a short time later, a small van drove in through the gates and into the loading bay. The doors opened, I climbed aboard, and we left, straight past all the waiting pressmen.At the hospital, I was ushered in and. Between 5am and 5pm, Monday through Friday, we could text, though, I broke the rule 2 or 3 times. I was careful, and no harm was done. I knew she would never give in to her desire to fuck me and slowly we stopped texting. Then, one day during the winter closure, her work address showed up on my route list. No one should have been there so why did she need a delivery? It was just a pallet of bottled water. I sent her a message and questioned the delivery. Maybe there was a mixup.She responded. Several women had decided that a friendly game of darts was in order. As the game began, someone took an empty beer bottle and shoved it up her cunt. A lit cigarette was used to warm her nipples as bets were taken as to how long she could hold it in place. The games continued. At one point, a pair of alligator clips were placed on her swollen, bruised, burnt nipples. They were tied off to a heavy stone ashtray. Bambi was made to crawl the length of the bar several times, the heavy weight.