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and insurance making the total price $1 million.

"I'd love to have that ensemble," she said longingly.

"Where can an 18 year-old find that kind of cash? I work a part-time job that earns me only $1000 a week."

"Open your wallet."

Tim reached into his right rear pants pocket and pulled out a billfold that had $100 bills and platinum credit cards in the card slots.

"Each of those six cards have a $10 million credit limit. If you want to buy a Ferrari, we can head over to where they sell them and buy any model you desire. Remember, this is just a program; nothing more. Computers are your servants."

That was all Tim needed to hear to send him on a spending spree through Manhattan. He purchased jewelry, expensive clothes, a Rolex for both of his wrists, some bling to hang around his neck, and a Ferrari F-40 to tool down the East Side of Manhattan toward the Bronx and Westchester County. He could always experience David Letterman anytime he wanted, he thought.

The car roared onto the parkway that made its way on the east side of the county to Connecticut. Tunes were blasting from the car speakers and the woman loosened her clothes to become more comfortable. She placed her hand on his leg and ran it from his knee to his thigh over and over. The speedometer reading increased as his excitement built.

The car was doing at least 150 on the amazingly open highway when the couple crossed the Connecticut state line. That was when some pesky red lights were seen in the mirrors and a siren sounded. Tim was about to slow and pullover when the woman pushed down on his knee.

"This is just a program. You can outrun him," she urged the young man. The speed jumped to 160 moments later. Within a minute the Ferrari was rocketing down the highway at 200+ mph and the patrol car was being left far behind.

Miles down the road, Tim backed off on the accelerator to a "reasonable" 100 mph. A rest stop was spotted and the woman urged Tim to pull in for some adult fun. He eagerly complied.

Tim parked at the far end of the parking area near a trail that led off into the woods. The woman jumped out of the car and Tim joined her for what he thought was going to be some adult entertainment. When they were about 20 yards from where the car was parked, the woman grabbed Tim's hands and was about to thrust them under her blouse when two Connecticut state troopers appeared out of nowhere; guns drawn.

"You two are under arrest," said one of the men sternly.

Tim pulled his hands out of the woman's blouse and slammed

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