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Ryan Morris
Age: 35
Height: 5' 11"
Weight: 195 lbs.
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Hazel
Body Type: Athletic.

Ryan Morris at one point in his life had it all. He was one of founding partners of a very successful public relations company. He also had a beautiful wife, Annabelle. But everything changed about 5 years ago. One night, Ryan and Annabelle were in a terrible car accident. A drunk driver ran a red light and crashed into the passenger side of their car. Ryan was OK but Annabelle was killed instantly. After Ryan got out of the hospital, he sold his share of the company to his partners and moved to his and Annabelle's cabin in the mountains near Lake Tahoe. He build the cabin after he made his first $10,000,000 It had all the amenities, full electricity, Satellite TV and Internet. He left the cabin once a week to get food for him and his 5 year old golden retriever, Belle.

One night Ryan and Belle were sleeping in the master bedroom. Ryan was on the bed while Belle slept in her usual place at the foot of his bed. They were both woken up by pounding on the front door of the cabin. Ryan was wearing a white t-shirt and blue boxer shorts. He jumped out of the bed, "What the hell..." He went downstairs as the pounding continued, Belle stayed by his side. He looked down at his dog, "Belle, you stay." Belle sat her butt on the floor and waited to see what was going on. Ryan opened the door and was stunned to see a naked woman with long red hair, wearing just a pair of black high heels. "What's going on?"

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"Fuck! Ow!" Bailey said to herself after tripping over another Goddamn root. She had debated ditching the fuck me pumps she was wearing, but decided to keep them because any injury to her feet would slow her down.

She heard some motorcycles, but in this terrain it was impossible to gauge direction or distance. She stood up again hoping her knees weren't bleeding too badly trying to find that cabin they had past not too long ago. She knew someone was living there from the lights and the way it as maintained.

"Of course the fucker turned his lights off so finding it on a night like this is fuc...." her muttering was interrupted as she walked into a wall. She looked around and realized this was the cabin she had been trying to find.

After walking, well jogging, around 3 sides, she found the front porch. She ran up the steps and began beating on the door. "Open up" she quietly yelled hoping her persuers wouldn't come back this way until she was inside.

When the door opened, she jumped inside and kicked the for shut. "Call the Goddamn cops now... or your dead and I'm sent to hell." She shouted at the nearly naked man who opened the door.

Ryan took hold of the woman and brought her to her feet. She looked like a mess. Then heard the noise of some motorcycles pulling up in his driveway. He looked out the window and saw several in front of his cabin. Then he looked at the woman. "OK, listen. I will protect you. I need you to go into my bedroom. Upstairs at the end of the hall here. Take my dog with you. Close the door and lock it. Then call 911." Ryan told the woman the address of the cabin. Then, he watched the woman walk upstairs. Then there was a knock on the door. He was a little scared and hoped the police would come soon. He grabbed a baseball bat opened the door.

"What do you guys want?"

"We want the lady who you are hiding in your house." said the leader.

"What lady?"

"Don't play dumb... We know she went this way... "

"It look like she was kidnapped... Maybe raped..."

"Nah... We were in the middle of a role playing game and she got away..."

"Yeah... well, I don't believe you..."

"Give her to us!"

"No!" Ryan then swung the bat and hit the leader in the face. The others came after Ryan, but he was able to hold them off with a combination of the bat and his hands. The police arrived not to much later. Ryan explained the situation and they arrested the men. Ryan went to the bedroom door with a female officer. He knocked on the door, "Young lady, there is a police woman that would like to talk to you."

Bailey opened the door wearing a very loose pair of shorts and a baggy tee shirt. She visibly relaxed when she saw the cop. "How many did you get?" She asked.

"5 of the fighting heathens are being detailed down in our.."

"Not the Goddamn bikers! How many of the kidnapped girls did you save?"

The cop looked at the guy who owned the cabin. "What are you talking about?" She asked.

"Those fuckers kidnapped me from a bar last night. I overheard them talking about a special order for a bitch with long red hair. I pretended to be unconscious, and they talked about shipping a dozen girls down to Mexico to be sold as sex slaves. The had us in a big Red windowless van with brown stripes on the side, and a busted fender on the back right side."

The cop had a look of horror on her face and radioed for a supervisor and using police jargon repeated what I told her. "Thanks for the loan f the clothes" I say to cabin man. "But I could really use a belt or some suspenders. Oh and my name is Bailey York. Thanks for letting me in, and I hope you weren't in convinced too much."

As I finish talking the cop comes over to us "Are you Bailey York?" I nod "A BOLO was issued for you apparently someone saw you get pushed in the van, and you dropped your wallet. I need to take you to the station to get some info and some others want to talk to you. But first do you need any medical attention, or where you abused or assaulted?"

"No I rely, well except I haven't eaten in over 24 hours and only had a few swallows of water from the sink in the master bath. Oh and I need to give him back his gun." I take it out of the shorts and hand it to you, in a manner that shows I'm pretty familiar with guns.

Ryan gave the woman a friendly smile when she said asked for a belt. "Sure let me get you one..." He went in his closet and got her a belt, "And you weren't any inconvenience."

He was a little surprised when she took his gun out of the shorts she was wearing. The officer escorted Bailey downstairs to a waiting ambulance. The detectives took his statement. The police wanted to give him recognition for saving her life. But he didn't want to be hounded by the press, so he asked them not to mention his name. They agreed, then he went up stairs and went to sleep.

A few weeks later, Ryan had practically put the whole incident behind him. There was a mention of the woman on the news but they didn't mention her name. He was home getting ready to make dinner, when he heard his doorbell ring. He opened the door and saw a very attractive red-haired woman wearing what looked like a tailor made skirt suit standing at his door. "Yes? Can I help you?" Then he realized who it was... "Oh, Miss York... please come in..."

She smiled and hugged the man who saved her life. After kissing him on the check, she stepped back. "I just wanted to thank you, and find out your name."

Ryan smiled when she kiss him on the cheek, "You're welcome... My Name's Ryan... I was just about to start cooking dinner... Would you like to join me?"

"As long as it's not some freaky new wave vegetarian meal, I'd love too."

"Did you hear the latest on the case?" She asked walking in the cabin and admiring its tasteful and expensive decor.

Ryan smiled, "Trust me it's not... I'm going to grill some steaks. I happened to have a couple of baked potatoes cooking in the oven right now and a store bought bag salad" The living room was tastefully decorated, a flat screen TV, fireplace, a couple of couches and a few area rugs. Then he took her into the kitchen.

The kitchen looked very modern. There were oak cabinets all around. There was a large stainless steel refrigerator and a stainless steel double wall oven next to the door that lead to the laundry room and stainless steel dishwasher by the sink. The counter tops were all black marble. Ryan was standing at the island in the center of the kitchen. There was a cook top, a griddle and a grill. There was a bar on the other side of the island with a couple of stools. He pulled out a stool for her, "Would you like something to drink? Water? Soda? Wine?"

"7&Seven...if you don't mind contributing to the delinquency of a minor. I'm only 19" I smile at him sitting on the stool.

"The assholes who kidnapped me gave up their contacts to the Feds and hundreds were arrested. The whole biker gang was arrested and are serving life sentences. I was going to be put in witness protection, but there's no one left too come after me. I just needed to think you, and return your clothes" I hand him his laundered clothes.

Ryan was surprised, "You're 19?" He said, "From the look of that suit you're wearing I thought you were over 21... So just a 7 Up then?" Ryan put his clothes on the empty stool next to her and went to the fridge to get her drink and get the steaks out of the fridge.

"When you work for an insurance claims service, they expect you to wear this crap. Wish I could drew more casual." I sip my drink. "Anything I can do to help?" she asks.

Ryan smiled, "Well, I happen to think you look very attractive in that suit..." Ryan got her a can of 7-Up. When she asked if she could help he shook her head... "Not really... It won't take too long to cook the steak... How do you like yours?" Ryan started to sprinkle the steaks with some salt and pepper.

"The same as I like my men. Big, thick, juicy, and steaming hot."

Ryan was a little surprised at the forwardness of the 19 year old sitting at his bar. "I see... I see..." Ryan put the steaks on the grill... "So, Bailey... let's talk about the real reason you came here tonight... You didn't come here just to say thank you or return my clothes... What's the real reason you came here tonight?"

"Well I really did want to thank you properly for saving my life. If it wasn't for you...I...I..." her voice trails off as tears start to fall from her eyes. She turns away in embarrassment not wanting to show how vulnerable she is.

Ryan could see she was getting ready to cry, "Hey..." he walked around the bar and sat down next to her. He wrapped a arm around her and gave her a comforting hug. "It's OK... Don't think about it... Your here and your safe..."

"It's just th...th.." Baliey swallowed and took a deep breath. She also shifted to be closer to the comforting male presence. "I was sure I was about to die, or even worse be repeatedly raped daily for the rest of my life. If you had waited just a few more minutes to open the door, you probably would've found a dead girl on your porch." She wipes the tears from her eyes, and impulsively kisses him on the cheek.

Getting a bit uncomfortable with all her emotions pouring out, she sniffs the air. "I think you need to check on those steaks, not to change the subject or anything."

Ryan smiled as she kissed him on the cheek. When she said about checking the steaks he said, "Oh Yeah... right..." So he got up and turned the steaks. Then, we over to the fridge and got out a bag of salad and went to get a bowl out of the cupboard to put it in, "You said, you wanted to truly thank me for saving you... How did you want to do that?"

"Momma always taught me dinner before desert." She replied raising her eyebrows suggestively. Now can I use your bathroom to wash up before dinner?"

Ryan was a little surprised at Bailey's answer, "Um, yeah.... The downstairs bathroom is right at the bottom of the stairs." Ryan watch Bailey walk out of the kitchen. Then he got the potatoes out of the oven.

Bailey went into the restroom, and did all the usual things a girl does. She fixed her hair, touched up her makeup, checked her teeth and breath, slipped off her panties etc...

"You can do this." Bailey said looking into the mirror. She hadn't been this nervous since then time her dad almost caught her topless in her bedroom with her boyfriend. That was the last time a guy had seen her undressed. "You are already for this girl" she encouraged herself staring directly into her Kelly green eyes.

She opened the door and took a deep breath. She puts smile on her face and walked back into the kitchen. "They almost ready. I'm famished. I had t skip lunch today cuz my bitch of a boss was distracted by her secretaries ass again. I just wish they would fuck already...it would ease a lot of tension in the office, besides I have this week in the office pool."

Ryan had just finished putting dinner on the table. He smiled at her comments about her workplace. He pulled his chair out for her and once she was seated he pushed her chair in.

"It's so nice to met a gentleman. To many of my dates care more about call of duty, twitter, and beer than their dates."

I sit down and put my napkin in my lap. When you sit I raise my glass and say "to the man who saved my life." I take a big swallow and smile at you. I cut open my potato and put some butter and salt on it.

I cut a piece of steak, and put it in my mouth. "Oh my God, this is delicious..." I start devouring all the food on my plate.

Ryan smiled as Bailey started to eat, "Thank you... I don't get to cook for others too much.."