Now for some fun
I come back down the outside entry to the basement and lock the door behind me. The prey are still groggy as I open the lexan door to the containment and remove the rug from under their sluggish bodies, which fell with them to the basement floor. I also see they all have iPhones which is a good deal for me. I grab all three and hook the blonde drivers phone to the computer. In seconds everything she has, contacts, facebook info, work info, everything on it will be on my hard drive. Years ago it would have taken months to get this info even after photographing their ID's for my records, now technology does my work in minutes. I drag the rug upstairs and re-spread it, then bolt the door from inside. We do not want to be disturbed for a couple hours here. Going back down I notice they are stirring a bit but still very groggy. I plug in phone number two and start it downloading. Now I can assess what I have here in the trap.
Phone 2 belongs to Chrissy, she has hurt her ankle it seems form the fall. I stretch her out in the confinement and she looks to be about 5' 4" and 175. Brunette hair, no glasses, chubby but not bad, she moans as she awakens. The ankle is not broken but it looks sprained and swollen, could have been worse. The phone info shows two kids and a husband, looks still married. No work info, must be a housewife out for some fun with her friends. Her phone is done and I plug in iPhone 3. It belongs to Barb who is the chubbiest of the three and it seems she works at the local hospital as a nurse. Dyed brown hair hiding the gray and shorter than the other two, just over 5 foot I guess, 1 child in college, no less, she got an early start it seems. Divorced I would guess, she is the fugly of the group but not by much. I see that she just turned 45 by perusing her received text messages.
The blonde is Gina, obviously dyed blonde also to hide the gray mid 40's (no birthday wishes recently). About 5'5 and 170. I drag her from the containment and cuff her hands behind her back. I do the same with the others and shut and lock the containment door leaving the other two inside. I drag Gina to a air mattress in the basement corner and slap her hard to wake her. She comes too groggy and starts swearing and tries unsuccessfully to get to her knees. From her information I see that the language she uses was not learned at her job as a school administrator, or maybe it was. More later
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