Just then her phoned buzzed with a text message. "Wear the outfit you wore at the party. Come to the Emerald Star Hotel at 7pm tonight. There will be ... note for you at the reception desk. You have fifteen minutes to confirm your acceptance of this text. Failure to follow these instructions will result in the pictures, and more, finding their way onto the internet." Sharon stared disbelieving at the text. She pushed call to ring the number showing on the message but all she got was a standard. In this case luck was with me, and with some extra effort, I was able to wedge the door open.It was the woman I'd heard moan, and I checked her pulse. It was rapid, but I didn't think dangerously so. I reached for the man and checked his pulse. It was there, but it was slow. He was unconscious and unlikely to be able to help me get him out of there. First things first, I had to get the woman out.I carefully grasped the woman's shoulder and pulled her toward me, catching her before she fell out. She looked around and saw several men staring at her like a piece of meat. She just held onto my hand and tried to take in as much as she could while I walked her back to the booths.I grabbed us a booth in between two others and closed and locked the door. She walked in with me and kind of looked around and asked me what we were doing. I told her to relax and enjoy herself. Porn was on the TV behind us and she turned around startled by the noise. She watched the TV for a minute or two while I. A little embarrassed, I came back into the breezeway. Lisa gave me her best smile together with another hug and kiss. Mr. Lewis opened the door and held it while I got the envelope and walked out into my new life.I don't remember much. I remember dropping off the envelope, getting to the airport and driving through a special gate and pulling right beside a Lear jet. We got in, and in seconds we were climbing to cruising altitude. Even at over 500 mph, the flight lasted about 4 hours.Upon.
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