cgraven
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Samantha Nelson sat her kitchen table a mountain of bills before her. Everything that she and her husband Carl had worked so hard for was now in jeopardy. There were half a dozen demands for payment. Samantha poured herself vodka her eyes straying once more to her laptop’s screen.
“No”
She screamed and slammed her laptop shut.
“No”
She hissed again and slammed her fist down, there must be another way. The living room mantel clock struck three.
“Damn”
Samantha muttered. She quickly put away the half drunk bottle of Vodka, and collected the bills and demands for payment. These were trouble enough but it was the loan sharks that really had Samantha sweating, they were not as understanding as the debt collectors.
“Mrs. Nelson.”
Mr. Yew was standing in her back door
“You’re late with your payment.”
He held up his hand for silence.
Yew pushed passed Samantha as he headed for the living room He picked up a picture of her daughter Alexandra.
She is very attractive Mrs. Nelson.
He traced the line of the girl’s face in the picture.
It is very simple I believe you got my link via e-mail. It is either that or Carl’s life your choice.
Yew pressed past Samantha, he passed Alex coming up the drive. His eyes boldly taking in every sensual curve of her supple young body.
“Afternoon Miss Yew greeted as he passed her.”
Samantha’s choice was quite clear her daughter or her husband’s life.
“No”
She screamed and slammed her laptop shut.
“No”
She hissed again and slammed her fist down, there must be another way. The living room mantel clock struck three.
“Damn”
Samantha muttered. She quickly put away the half drunk bottle of Vodka, and collected the bills and demands for payment. These were trouble enough but it was the loan sharks that really had Samantha sweating, they were not as understanding as the debt collectors.
“Mrs. Nelson.”
Mr. Yew was standing in her back door
“You’re late with your payment.”
He held up his hand for silence.
Yew pushed passed Samantha as he headed for the living room He picked up a picture of her daughter Alexandra.
She is very attractive Mrs. Nelson.
He traced the line of the girl’s face in the picture.
It is very simple I believe you got my link via e-mail. It is either that or Carl’s life your choice.
Yew pressed past Samantha, he passed Alex coming up the drive. His eyes boldly taking in every sensual curve of her supple young body.
“Afternoon Miss Yew greeted as he passed her.”
Samantha’s choice was quite clear her daughter or her husband’s life.