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Click hereThe next morning I told her that we needed to stay in Vegas for a couple of months. We rented a cheap apartment as Mr. and Mrs. Daniel Emeldas, not far from the college and turned it into our love nest. We got new Nevada licenses with the apartment address and changed Christine/Geraldine's name from Benjamin to Emeldas using the marriage certificate as supporting documentation. We spent our days fucking. Nobody blinked an eye and we hunkered down. Laying low watching the news about the missing girl from Los Feliz. We were barely a blip on the radar in Nevada so we sold the car over the internet and used cash to buy a used BMW. Nothing flashy, we didn't want to draw attention to ourselves.
Two months later we drove, and fucked and sucked, our way across country to New York City and picked up the cashier's cheque that my lawyer had sent from the sale of the Silverado house. Within a couple of years we bought the house in Myrtle Beach.
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I took a deep breath and looked at the three stunned faces in front of me, "And that kids, is the true story of how I met your mother. How we fell in love and how we lived happily ever after."
You told your children that story. Maybe I missed something; the kids were grown right?
Now what I didn't like. The outright $100.00 purchase sounded absurd and dangerous; a young woman riding off into the sunset like that usually ends up dead or in some brothel. This makes it an interesting male fantasy, but if I thought any of my girls would even remotely climb in some guys vehicle like that I'd be very distressed. So there; you see I have an entirely different perspective on this.
I did vote. I gave it a five. Certainly not for the theme, but I thought it was interestingly written. Maybe you'll take us away from this edgy stuff, and give us some good old, down home, infidelity in the future. Now no semen slurpers or happy cuckolds mind you, just something not fraught with so much danger.
Jedd Clampett
A fun read. This is a great example of a quick fun story that, while not impossible, fits mostly in the fantasy world. The guy could be anything from a criminal to a spy to just a rich guy who likes his privacy and younger women. I don't go for the totally open ended type stories too often, but this one works for me.