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From: dom4syf@aol.com (DOM4syf)
Subject: {ASSM} The Aduction of Britney   1/?
Date: Mon, 27 Aug 2001 23:10:01 -0400
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    It had taken months of watching and planning.  I had to find a time when
she was off guard and without too many people around her.  Certainly when she
was on the road touring was not a good time.  Way too many people around, no
opportunity at all.  When she was hanging out in Hollywood wasn't really a good
time either, again, too many people coming and going.  But when she was in
Louisana, well, there were times which presented themself.  Regardless of where
she was in the country, she liked to run in the morning.  Elsewhere, others
often joined her and there was no way of telling whne they would.  When she was
in Louisana, however, most of the time her early morning run was by herself.
    Thus, it became clear that I would have to wait for her to be in Louisana,
so I just bided my time.  At last the opportunity presented itself, when after
a six month tour, she announced that she was tired and feeling burned out and
needed to get away from it all for a while.  She told one of the interviewers,
"I just need to disappear for a while I guess." just before she headed home.  
     "Wonderful," I thought as I saw the interview, "maybe nobody will question
her disappearance how that she has said that."  Well, maybe not for a couple of
days, and by then, it would be too late for them to track what had really
happened.

    I waited a couple of days, again looking for a pattern.  Sure enough, every
morning about 6am she would set off on a solitary run, using the same route
daily. This would be easy.
    I drove my car to an old dusty cross road on her route and pulled just back
far enough that she would not see it.  I had timed her, and knew how long it
would take her once she turned onto the main road.  I turned my car on and
waited, it was about to happen.  I saw her enter the intersection, hit the gas,
and clipped her just right with the front of the car, knocking her over and
into the ditch.  She looked stunned as I got out of my car and ran over to her
proclaiming how sorry I was and was she all right and such crap.  Her eyes were
glossy as she reached for the cell phone on her hip ----- too late, I grabbed
it and quickly put the cloth across her mouth.  Her brief struggle made her
breath more deeply and the cloth did it work that much more quickly as she fell
unconscious at my feet.  
    I picked her up and took her to the car.  Opening the trunk, I took out the
hand and ankle cuffs and attached them, tighten a nice ball gag in place, and
then chained her to the inside of the padded trunk.
    I looked at my watch.  Five minutes, just like I planned.
    And best of all, it was starting to rain, there would be no sign of what
had just happen.  I drove off laughing.

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