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Name: Alana Yates
Age: 23
Height: 5"3
Hair Color: Blonde
Eye Color: Blue
Bio: Fresh out of college Alana was lucky enough to score a job as an invistigative reporter but so far she hasn't been taken seriously enough for anyone to acually see her moving forward.
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Running a hand through her long blonde hair as she let out a small sigh while looking out her rear view mirror, it seemed like she had been driving for ever and she was exhausted. To make matters worse it had been snowing for two hours now, and it wasn't a light snow either. But it was so important that she got to her distination, this was really the new beginning to her career, sending her off to bigger and better things.

Glancing over at the large file sitting on her passenger seat she smiled, over the last couple of months she had gathered so much information it was a surprise to her. But now all she needed was to getting the last bit of information and then she was golden.

As her GPS directed her to get off of the highway she could feel herself get a new burst of energy, the town was small and she wasn't far away from the address that she had found just the day before. Biting her lip her eyes bright blue eyes lit up with excitement and she felt hoped that everything would run smoothly.
 
Ryan Morris
Age: 35
Height: 5' 11"
Weight: 195 lbs.
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Hazel
Body Type: Athletic.

Ryan Morris was a self-made millionaire. Do to some great investments and he was able to make a lot of money and retire early. He build a cabin in the woods with all the amenities, full electricity, Satellite TV and Internet. He also raised chickens and planted a garden for food. He only went to town once a week to get other food.

Ryan was glad that he had finished getting the last of his food for the winter. He saw on the news that morning that the first winter storm of the season was going to hit later that morning and the weather people were right. The snow had been falling for about two hours now and there was all ready a good foot of snow outside and they were calling for a couple more feet before the day was over. He was on the couch watching some TV and was surprised to hear a knock on his door. He opened the door to fine a nice looking blond haired woman dressed in a nice tailor-made skirt suit, "Yes, miss... Can I help you?"
 
Standing at the front door of the Cabin she shivered slightly as she waited for him to open it up, the large snowflakes fell and rested on her head melting almost as soon as they hit. "Mr. Morris?" she asked with a small smile wondering what would happen if someone she ended up at the wrong place. "My Name is Alana Yates and I was hoping that you wouldn't mind answering some questions for me," she said with a bright smile.
 
Ryan was surprised that someone would track him down in the middle of a blizzard. Whatever it was it had to be important. "Sure, come on in..." Ryan was dressed pretty casually. He had on a t-shirt and a pair of lounging pants. He let Alana in and walked her over to the couch in front of the fireplace. "So, what can I do for you, Ms. Yates? Obviously, it is very important for you to risk being trapped here."
 
Alana let out a sigh of relief when he agreed to talk to her and let her in, immediatly she felt the warmth begin to enter her body. Running a hand through her hair she stepped inside and took a seat on the couch crossing her legs and smiling at him. "Well I'm hear to get a couple of answers from you, if you don't mind. The first is why you all the sudden up and left when things were clearly going so well for you," she said quickly. Now she was down to business, she wasn't going to butter up to him she wanted answer.s
 
"Ah..." Said Ryan, "getting right to the point. Well, Ms. Yates. I left my company because I was tired of the rat race of the city. I wanted to move up here and retire. So I sold most of my stock, found some competent people to run it for me and I built this cabin. And, you know what... I love it..."
 
Alana nodded with a smile at his comment, "That's what I like to do," she said brightly before listening to him and writing down everything that he just said. "The second question is about the many reports of you coming out of many of the same certain types of clubs," she said calmly easing into this one.
 
Ryan smiled when Alana said she'd like to move out of the city one day. But, when she asked her second question, his smile went away, "What kind of clubs, Ms. Yates?" Ryan knew the kinds of clubs that he was possibly seen coming out of but he wanted to hear the young woman say it.
 
Looking at him for a moment she blushed slightly but then recovered quickly, "Well Mr. Morris, I myself and others have spotted you coming out of BDSM clubs on many occasions and people are wondering if that is part of the reason for your dissapearance."
 
Ryan smiled, "No, Ms. Yates. My going to BDSM clubs have nothing to do with my so called disappearance. Truthfully what I do with my personal life is nobody's business but my own. If I want to go to those clubs and have sex with women that I tie up and spank, I will do it. Now, do you have anymore questions?"
 
Listening to his response she was kind of surprised at the tone of his voice but wrote it down eagerly, "Do you plan to ever go back into the public? And how do you think people will react to this information now that it's been confirmed?" she asked.
 
Ryan laughed a little when she asked if he planned on going back into the public, "Ms. Yates. I have not become a hermit. Every week I go down to the town for food and other things. Sometimes, I'll go on vacation to some nice places down in the Caribbean. And as far as people's reactions go I couldn't give a shit. Is that it?" Ryan was starting to get annoyed at this woman and wanted her gone. He didn't want to be trapped with this woman for the next few months. But, if he did... would it be such a bad thing?
 
Shaking her head she bit her lip, "You're taking my question the wrong way, I meant do you plan to go back into the public eye as the person you are, do you plan to ever go back to your job?" she asked. "That's my last question," she told him looking up with him at anxious eyes. Alana knew that he was getting frustrated with her and she wanted to get to a hotel before the storm got any worse.
 
"No... I've made more that enough money from my investments that I should never have to work another day in my life," Ryan stood up and then showed Alana to the door, he opened the door and it looked like another foot had fell. "Good luck getting home." then he closed the door on her.
 
Writing down what he said she was soon escorted out the door and was surprised to see how much snow had fallen. It was going to be difficult for her to get out, her car wasn't that far from the ground and her tires weren't equipped for heavy snow. Getting into her car she sat there for a moment before turning it on and turning on the heat before attempting to pull out.
 
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