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The car clock clicked over to 12:00, immediately Clares mobile bleeped making her jump. She read the message, ‘Open the door and meet your escorts’.
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The lorry stopped with a jerk, waking the sleeping woman in the back. Clare tried to move to see where they were but her bonds were too tight. All she knew was that it was japanese whores daylight. After what seemed ages, the back panel of japanese whores the lorry dropped down and Clare tried to look but her japanese whores head was immediately covered. The only sense left to Clare was her ears. Listening intently she heard the cry of birds. Was that seagulls she could hear? That meant she could be on almost any japanese whores coast, anywhere. It was still quite warm though, so she guessed it was the south of England.
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