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           "Grabbing a Rich, British Riding Bitch"  By The Collector
              ================= =========================

         It's a real pleasure to make your aqauintance and I sincerely
hope that we can become good story swapping friends.

Before I unfold my story of my recent trip to England and few points
about myself, I aquire women for two main reasons firstly for my small
elite group of overseas buyers who like myself appreciate women in all
their beauty and splendour. I enjoy the hunt, the watching, stalking
and planning and then the abduction. I like to get in close and feel
them attempt vainly to escape from my chloroform pad.

I then take them to my Lair where I keep them and process them before
sending them on their way. I am at present building a small network of
like minded entrepeneurs who from time to time supply the others with
special orders. For example I once needed a Bikini Babe for a buyer
and as I was committed to another venture an associate of mine in
California supplied the speciman according to my specifications (Who
says networking isn't good for buisness?)

My second reason is that I maintain a small collection of my favourite
specimans for my own stimulation you understand.

You sound like a very like minded individual and I hope we can build a
very rewarding association.

My trip to England was to aquire a very classy lady for a special
client, he had met her at a party given by The Queen and she had been
introduced as very distant relative to the royal family. Her name is
Sarah (Pronounced SARR AH) Tompkinson-Palmer  daughter of Lord and
Lady Tompkinson-Palmer.

At 19 she is quite a fresh faced girl, well educated (Oxford
University) and brought up in the English countryside, so she is a
very accomplished rider and has often taken part in fox hunting.

At 5ft 11in she is quite tall and very well figured -- in fact her
friends call her melons because of her very nice cleavege. She is not
what I would call highly attractive, in fact she has a rather plain
look about her. She is though very vibrant and confident so I guess
that off sets her rather plain looks.

She has a rather lovely red hair sort of reminds me of Nicole Kidman
and she has a very pretty smile, all in all a great target for me with
a nice pay packet for the job, plus expenses and a possible bonus.

Getting her proved a little tricky but after some thought I decided on
the direct approach. Firstly I parked my van near to where I knew
she'd ride past --her routes varied very little. Next I placed a thin
rope across the bridle path at height that would catch her around the
stomach or chest.

I then prepared my chloroform to incapacitate her for the journey.

She appeared a little earlier than I had expected but I was ready. She
likes to ride her horse, a pretty grey mare, at a trot so the rope
caught her with quite a force knocking her off her horse. She landed
on her back and obviously winded herself. Her felt riding hat fell of
leting her mane of red hair fall around her. As she started to get up
I jumped her smothering her with the pad. The surprise on her face was
a picture and she struggled like the dickens to get away even stamping
on my foot with her riding boots

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