A Tale Of Survival: Chapter 4 - Sex Stories

A Tale Of Survival: Chapter 4

... "Oh, well, of course! I hope you're not carrying that much cash with you, ma'am." Jeanie grins. "No, it's in the bank right down the street, I'm sure Mr. Fallow would be happy to bring it down here to you. May I use your phone?" She dials a number, "Hi, Mr. Fallow, this is Jeanie Scoville. I'm sitting at Butler's Dodge right down the street and I need someone to bring me $34,294.38. Cash or a bank draft, either one. Yes, we are buying a new truck. Okay, thanks Mr. Fallow, you're a peach. Bye now." Mr. Butler looks stunned, then yells at the salesman, "Well get moving, Don, put a thirty day tag on there for them and get things put in their new truck." A few minutes later a sweating Mr. Fallow comes in the door and hands Jeanie the bank draft, and she stands and gives him a hug, "Thanks so much Mr. Fallow, I really appreciate you." Mr. Fallow wipes his brow, "Yes, Ms. Scoville, always happy to be of service to you." So saying, he scurries out the door, going back to the bank. Jeanie squeezes Jake's hand. "He is such a nice guy." She signs the bank draft and hands it to Mr Butler. "There you are, nice doing business with you. You will be doing all the warranty and service work right?" Butler swallows again, "Yes ma'am. You can bring it in, or call and we'll come and get it for you." The salesman comes in holding the keys out to Jeanie, but she shakes her head, "I don't drive, it's his truck. Good evening, guys." Jake leaves the dealership, and he pulls into a Quik Trip and ...

... parks. Leaving the engine runnng, he scratches his head and then says, "Okay, Jeanie; would you mind explaining to me what just happened here?" Jeanie leans over the console and kisses him. "We just bought you a new truck sweetie - don't you like it?" Jake raises an eyebrow. "Don't be sidestepping and blowing me off, Jeanie. How do you happen to have that kinda money in a bank where the bank President busts his butt bringing money to you? I need to know Jeanie." Jeanie looks at him. "Can I have a cup of coffee while I unload on you?" Jake climbs out of the truck and comes back with two cups of coffee. "Thanks, Jake. Okay, this will take a little while. Five years ago I married a man in Kerrville Wyoming. He turned out to be the owner of the Bar S ranch, 27000 acres of cows, horses, oil wells and natural gas wells. Damon Scoville is probably one of the richest men in the state. I loved ranch life, and I got anything I wanted. The first year was heaven, and then six months later it turned to shit. I got pregnant and Damon started running around on me and drinking. I would bitch at him about whoring around and being drunk most of the time." She paused to allow Jake time to absorb that, and then continued. "He beat me up twice, and the third time he put me in the hospital for three days. I was six months pregnant and almost lost my baby. I filed charges against him, and he spent four days in jail. I ran off, hitchhiking so he couldn't track me. Damon is six-foot four 240 pounds, and I ...