Stringing Up Sandi

Cultivating a target takes time. Months of planning, surveillance, endless details. They say the hunt is better than the catch, they haven?t seen my catches.

My current target was Sandi, the first test of a revised approach to my little hobby. She?s a little older ? mid 50s ? which brought significant advantages. No kids coming home from school, no soccer practices to attend and a decent sized house with plenty of distance from the neighbors. It just made sense.

Then there were Sandi?s specific attributes. She was 5?10? tall with the long, lithe body of a lifelong athlete. She worked part-time as a personal trainer and was as fit as any 25-year-old at the gym. Tall, blonde and a slamming body. I couldn?t wait to tear her apart.

Another thing making my life easier was that Sandi had a schedule and stuck to it like clockwork. Workouts and running sessions six days a week. Private personal training sessions with her clients on Tuesdays and Thursdays. I knew her schedule better than she did. Her husband was a regular business traveler, usually gone the third week of the month.

This was coming together nicely.

A date was ***********ed and I made my usual preparations. Some rope, a little chain, a few basic hardware pieces. I liked to keep things simple, besides that fancy S