I saw that it was my wife who came and let Don in. My head was spinning now so I decided to just wait for him to come back out. As it was, I ended up ...aiting one and one half hours before I saw him come out and head to his car that was parked a block up the street. As soon as I saw him drive away I headed straight to our door. I was as quiet as possible as I let myself in. Once inside I could hear that my wife was in the shower and as I headed that way I noticed the door to the guest bedroom. As weird as this might sound, I liked the limits.”“That’s maturity. It’s what you’re teaching the kids - you are free, but there ARE limits. Where those limits are depends on the person and the situation. Rules are good when they serve to guide us, not control us. It’s like the rope barrier at a cliff. You can easily go past it, but it’s there to warn you of danger. A fifty-foot wall would protect you from danger, but would also take away the breathtaking view. You believe in rope barriers, not. Other than the pants, the only other thing he wore on his hair covered body was a collar around his neck with some sort of a small box on one side. Once when he had tried to touch her, he had grabbed at his neck in pain and let out a sound that was definitely not human. After that, he had never tried to touch her again.When she had finished changing, he took the strange garb and left her alone once again. Brianna had no idea how long she had lived here. She only had vague memories of being. 'You must be mad to speak like that!' she said in a voice that trembled with concentrated anger. 'You forget yourself. Be good enough to consider our friendship as suspended till you have recovered your senses and have suitably apologised for this intolerable insult. Meanwhile I will trouble you only to call a cab so that I may remove myself from your hateful presence!' And her eyes flashed in her wrathful indignation.I quietly laughed aloud: 'Do you really think I should have taken this step.