The following is a story how the Stun Master 775 was used.

Tina loved her job. She just hated her neighborhood.

Managing one of the trendiest nightclubs in town, she got to
spend her evenings rubbing elbows with rock stars, actors, and
many of the city’s elite.  Her boss converted an old warehouse by
the docks into a fantasy world for their guests. It kept costs
down, but it also made for a pretty treacherous walk down to the
parking lot at 4am.

Tina’s boss really cared about her, since she kept the place
running so smoothly. She refused to let him pay for a car service
so he gave her a Stun Master 775. She remembered how he asked her
to hold it by the wrist strap when walking down the block, “just
in case.”

One Saturday night, Tina couldn’t wait to get home. It felt like
she spent the whole night breaking up arguments and kicking
drunken guys out of the club.  As she marched up the block to her
car, two of those guys dropped out of the shadows.

“Hey, you!” called the tall one. Tina knew from her years of
experience not to bother responding.

“You think you’re too good to serve us? You think you’re too good
to talk to us?” shouted his companion.

The tall one slid right in front of Tina, blocking her path. She
clutched her car’s key fob in one hand while she dug her other
hand into her satchel and wrapped it around the strap of her Stun
Master.

“Where do you think you’re going?” asked the tall one, while the
other man just snickered. He lunged for Tina’s left hand, and she
pressed the panic button on her car remote. Wailing horns pierced
the silence of the back alley.

As her attacker gripped her left arm, she lunged at him with the
Stun Master.  Even though he held on to Tina, she couldn’t feel
any of the 775,000 volts flowing into his body. As he fell, his
other hand knocked the Stun Master away from Tina.  It snapped
free of the wrist strap and landed on top of him as he curled up
on the ground.

The smaller attacker leaped at his buddy and grabbed the Stun
Master.

“I’ll show you!” he cried, as he pounced on Tina. He dug the Stun
Master into her abdomen and tried to activate it, not realizing
that the wrist strap also serves as a disable pin – once the Stun
Master left Tina’s hands, it was useless.

Tina didn’t get her job on looks alone.  She kicked her attacker
in the shin and clocked him on the jaw as a pair of police
officers raced to the scene of the struggle. She made a mental
note to thank her boss for the gift – and to ask for a raise.

Yours in safety,  Doug Austin

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The  following is a story how the Telephone Voice Changer
was used.

Bleary-eyed, Casey strolled in to the office, clutching a cup of
coffee. She almost stumbled over her friend Jen at the elevator.

“I’m so sorry,” Casey apologized, “This guy keeps calling me at
three in the morning. Every night, he tries to tell me these
nasty things. I keep hoping he’ll stop, but he doesn’t!”

Jen clucked, “I bet the phone company said they couldn’t do
anything about it, huh?”

“Yeah,” Casey exclaimed, “since he’s not actually threatening me,
and he’s blocking his caller ID, they’re helpless. They actually
told me to turn off my ringer. I can’t do that! What if there’s
an emergency when the kids are at their dad’s?”

“The same thing happened to me last year,” whispered Jen. “Wanna
know how I got rid of the guy?”

Jen told Casey how her old college roommate told her about the
Telephone Voice Changer. She loved her new apartment, but wasn’t
so crazy about the neighborhood. Since the voice changer made it
sound like a burly man lived at her place, she thought it would
be perfect if someone buzzed her doorbell late at night.

“Instead,” Jen said, “this jerk starts calling my number ALL THE
TIME. I’d get messages from him all day long, but I don’t think
he had the guts to actually call me at night. So I took a
personal day, got myself a good book and settled in next to the
phone.”

“So what happened,” asked Casey.

“Sure enough, the guy calls,” Jen said, “and I answer, 蘇ello,
this is Mark.’”

Casey gasped, “what did he do?”

“He just gulped and said he had the wrong number,” Jen replied.

Casey puzzled, “the guy didn’t know you were a woman?”

“He had no clue,” exclaimed Jen, “because it sounds so real. I’ve
got it on my answering machine, if you want to hear it.”

Jen whipped out her cell phone and dialed her home number,
handing the phone to Casey as it rang. When the machine picked
up, Casey’s eyes bulged with surprise.

“No way,” Casey gasped. “There’s no way that’s your voice. You
sound like a guy!”

“It’s great,” Jen confessed, “though I did have to explain to my
Mom why some guy was answering my phone. But it gets better. The
guy called back one more time.”

“What’d you do?” asked Casey?

“I switched on my male voice and told him that I’d better not find
the guy that woke up my kid. I swear I heard him drop the phone, he
tried to hang up so fast!”

“That’s it,” cried Casey. “You’ve got to tell me where you got
that thing.”

For your safety,

Douglas Austin     http://www.HeylookSecurity.com

The following is a story how the Cell Phone Stun Gun was
used.  At the end of the story, you will find a bonus offer just
for you.

Rachel hated the subway. She grew up in a small town in
Washington State, so she enjoyed being outside at every chance
she could get.

As an attorney in the big city, she often had to get to work at
an hour that most folks were still dreaming in their beds. So she
used the twelve-block walk from her apartment to her office as a
chance to spend some quiet time enjoying her surroundings.

Still, she often felt a little nervous about walking those
streets alone.  So she picked up a Cell Phone Stun Gun.

It looks just like a regular phone, complete with a holster and a
belt clip. And nobody’s going to question a well-dressed
businessperson walking down the street holding a cell phone.

Rachel’s intuition paid off one Thursday morning, when a junkie
burst out from behind a dumpster and started screaming at her to
hand over her purse. As she put her hands in the air, she used
her thumb to disable the safety lock on the Cell Phone Stun Gun.

Rachel grabbed her purse with her other hand, tossing it past the
criminal. As he bent over to pick it up, she jabbed the Cell
Phone Stun Gun in the small of his back, shooting 950,000 volts
of electricity through his body. She never even had to take it
out of its carrying case.

With her attacker curled up on the ground, Rachel pulled out her
real cell phone to call the police. Her colleagues always
wondered why she carried two cell phones. They usually assumed
that a powerful woman needed them both. Rachel grinned as she
realized they didn’t know just how much power she really wielded.

Yours in safety,

Douglas Austin         http://HeylookSecurity.com