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As I exited the Interstate I thought about what I was doing; my mind bouncing back-n-forth between the good and bad way this trip could end. From previous experience I knew how to get inside her home, so that wasn't going to be an issue, and from our online messages I knew of her plans today, too. To tell you the truth, I was a bit more nervous about getting out of my Jeep and strolling towards her home while I carried my small, dark duffle bag under one arm. All it would take was one nosey neighbor to call the cops and I'd be sitting downtown trying to explain the contents of the bag. My heart was pounding in my ears until I took the corner behind her garage, feeling some relief as I peeked within it and saw the empty stall where she parked her new Beetle. Retrieving the hidden key from where she said she always kept it, I let myself inside the back service door and made my way around her home, being careful not to appear in any window where I might be seen by the aforementioned ‘nosey neighbor'. Glancing at my watch I grumbled as I readied myself for her return, swearing under my breath about the traffic that had slowed me down. From the plans she told me she'd made for later today, I figured I had roughly three hours before she'd need to get ready to meet her friends at the restaurant.

Helping myself to a jack Daniels on the rocks from her bar, I slammed the first one back and had begun sipping my second, when I hear the garage door going up. Truthfully, my heart did begin to quicken as my mind raced about this whole idea once more, but it was too late to back out now. I set my glass down and while listening for the back door to ...

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