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The Man spent about 0,000 case hardening, soundproofing, and electronic eavesdropping-proofing what we called "The Secure House." The Man spent another quarter million making it very livable, since his intention wasn't to make her uncomfortable, but just keep her from the nomination.
I was to tell no one about the plan, and I was the only one he trusted to do the kidnapping and then to "babysit" her for months.
He trusted me to execute the plan he developed to insure that didn't happen.
The plan developed by The Man -- I wasn't smart or devious enough to come up with it -- was to buy the house next to a vacation bungalow she had in Florida, kidnap her in an obvious manner with a vehicle with plates traceable to a rival political operative, and then hold her captive in that house until after the Republican Convention.
I told her that she looked fantastic without makeup, and after a while she believed it -- because it was true. " This was the first time she had ever indicated she was willing to confide in me. I definitely will." "I don't believe you can 'pray the gay away.' That's my husband's mantra.
Even then I thought it was overkill because there was no way that she could even figure out where the Secure House was, let alone escape -- but that is what The Man instructed me to do, so I did it.
Spending almost all our waking hours together, obviously Michelle and I got to know each other very well.
So that the dear sometimes hyper literotica readers don't get their panties in a bunch when they read this, this story is 100% fantasy and does not, and is not intended to, make any political statement whatsoever.
Nor is it intended to in any way influence anyone's position on any political issue or candidate.
Making sure that the security cameras at The Secure House would catch it all, I dressed in a professional disguise and was waiting when Michelle arrived in front of her house with her two bodyguards. "I just wanted you to take a break from campaigning so I brought you to my house in Georgia." "Who are you?