The bartender brought the drinks, and I started to sip my orange juice, but immediately made a face and called the bartender over. "Tony, this isn't m... usual."The bartender just smiled and said, "it's a screwdriver, just like you always pay for."Giving him a look, I said, "You know better than that. Just give me the orange juice, as usual, no vodka."The girls giggled again, and this time Barbara winked at Nancy, saying, "we're even," as the bartender laughed and immediately switched drinks."You. I took more courage and kept my hand on her breast. I was pressing softly and she was breathing more heavily now. I didn’t had any mind to take my hand from her breast but I don’t want to miss her. So I took my hand and my iPad. She too raised her head and sat normally.Using my iPad I written and shown, Can I get your Mobile # ?She too took her mobile and said No?I asked : Your name ?She : No?Me: At least a fake name?She : MeeraMe : Just a cup of coffee, Please?She : Why NotMe : It was almost. So instead I had to watch, half-happy and half-tormented, as three-thousand miles away my beautiful wife was wined and dined, twirled and serenaded and generally treated as the belle of the ball by six black guys. Each night, all eight of us (six-plus Veronica and me) knew exactly how the movie reel would end, but knowing this didn’t make the watching and waiting any easier for yours truly.I can honestly say that even after all the things that Jill and I had been through and experienced this. These Mystic Warriors that Guard the weak and helpless.I asked if they thought these Mystic Warriors were responsible for stopping the attack on us. They both say that they are not sure but it might be a possibility.A month later we are at the ranch for the first time since the attack at the restaurant. We had been here less than an hour and are notified that there are three SUVs driving toward the ranch house. Dee still has difficulty breathing if she over-exerts herself. Bee has just stopped.