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Sally and Shannon both had on a pair of tight jeans that clung tightly to their beautiful hips. Sally wore a white undershirt, and her yellow braw underneath it could be seen jutting out in a few places. Her bare belly could be seen due to the shortness of her shirt. Shannon worea white t-shirt with a white button down dress shirt that was unbuttoned. They both stood over the now unconcious man that was laying on his back in the expansive master bedroom. It wasnt that hard to knock him out, all they had to do was wait for the right moment. Sally worked for a food delivery service, and a stronga sedative that she added to his food just before delivering it allowed her and Shannon to come back and let themselves in. Sally smirked at the thought of what they were about to do. They had both agreed that kidnapping children was stupid, and almost impossible to pull off without getting caught, and that this was one sure way to ensure that they would be paid speedily with no delays. Shannon produced a large hunting knife from her purse and Sally proceded to unbutton his pants. About half an hour had passed and they figured they had better call before he had a chance to wake up and realize what had happened. They were both sitting on the bed of Sally's truck wich was parked by the river. It was almost ten p.m. Sally dialed the number from her cell phone and was very pleased to hear it ring for a long time, confirming that he must still be asleep, and hoped that the sound of the phone would awaken him. It took several minutes before he answeared the phone that had been strategically placed near his head, and she could hear a muddled cough as he tried to speak. His words were a little slurred, and she could tell the drug was just now starting to wear off. "Hello?" he answeared. "Hello James.", she tried to sound pleasant, "we've got a little surprise for you." "Surprise, what surprise, who is this?" "Well, we have a little friend of yours here with us, that Im sure your missing, if not you will be soon." "What?" he asked in confusion. "Let me talk to him." Shannon grabbed the phone from Sally in eagerness to break the news to him. "Maybe you should unzip your pants James." she said. "What? Why?" "Just humor me." She could hear a long pause and a ruffling sound as he started to pull down his pants. It wasnt long before there was a definate scream of horror that came over the line that was so loud that Shannon had to hold the phone back from her ear. Sally heard it too, and broke out in laughter when she did. "Now don't you worry James," Shannon continued, "we have your little friend right here with us, safe and sound." She opened the icebox sitting between her and Sally, and grabbed the napkin from the pile of ice inside. She opened the napkin to gaze upon his severed penis that had been neatly cut off at the base. Then she said, "Honestly James, I don't know why you would want this thing anyway, it isn't very attractive looking. In fact it's kinda ugly. But I'm sure you are a little too emotionally attached to it to part with it just yet. So we are gonna make you a deal. You see, we have it right her on ice, but not for long. As of right now it's gonna be exposed to the elements. Now I'm sure you have heard of the whole Lorena Bobbit situation, so you know it can be sewed back on. But it's only a matter of time before this thing starts to decay, I'm sure it wont do too well without you. So you wanna be a good boy, and play your cards right, and maybe, just maybe you will get your precious little penis back in one piece. Oh, and James, if you don't do exacly as we say, your little knob will sleep with the fishes. You will never see it again, and that's a promise. Theres alot of things that can happen to your manhood if you dont be good. It may even catch fire." She put her lighter up to the phone and lit it so he could hear the sound of it bein lit. "NO!" He screamed in fear that she had just set fire to his cock. "Please, don't do that! I'll do whatever you want, please, just take good care of it, I'll do anything to get it back." "Good, that's just what we wanna hear. Now, we 5 million dollars to be put in a large duffle bag, and placed on the green park bench at the front of the city park in half an hour. There will be a note attached to the bench tellin you where to find your prick. If you hurry, it can be sewed back on. You have thirty minutes, we are waiting. If you call the police, we will have ourselves a little weenie roast. Now get moving." She hung up on him, and they both got in the truck, taking his manhood with them, and drove to the park. Then they left the note taped to the bench, and taped the napkin wrapped penis to the bottom side of a payphone not far away, exactly where the not said it would be. Within minutes he was there, and they watched from a distance as he limped to the bench with the money, and found the note. They laughed at how relieved he looked when he finally found his other half, and then they grabbed the bag, and took off, told him to go to a bench that could not be seen from the payhone. They both laughed in hideous laughter at how well the plan worked.
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