He had done thathimself. He believed in himself.When it came down to it, his entourage had gone. There were those whocould (perhaps) deny that they ...new him and seek forgiveness from themob. And there were some who were too deep in, to close to him and toomuch in the public eye, to get away with that. They were bound to leavethe country. Many of them could count on family to shelter them alongthe way. But not Esteban. All of his family were marked for vengeance.And he knew it.Carlos Moya. I give you my soul. I give you my undying loveand devotion for as long as the rivers run to the sea. You are my wife, my soul mate. It is with you I choose to spend the rest of my life."They were standing on the dune of a lovely white beach. The sun was setting and the sky was filled with crimson. Waves broke gently on the shore and gulls added their plaintive calls. A warm breeze swirled Jan's hair as tears of joy rolled down her face."Sheila, you are the light of my life, my raison d'etre,". Itwas familiar somehow, where had I seen that face before? Now I know!I am looking at the visage of Teri Hatcher as Lois Lane from the deardeparted Lois & Clark TV show. I shook my head in this realization,and watched my long raven tresses sway back and forth around my beautiful face. I've been turned into a real, live Lois Lane!My dreams have come true; somehow, I've been turned from someone thatwrites stories about his favorite fetish into the very object of thatfetish, who can now write. Worried, he stood up to come to her side. knelt on one knee and gathered her hands in his "I thought we agreed. Freedom was yours as long as you wanted it and if you came back, it would be to stay for good. Was I wrong?" he softly inquired, a deep sadness in his eyes."Señor, I don't understand. This is my first time here to this place. I have never been here before and I have never met you. I am here with friends for our weekend hike," she nervously said."Maria, I am Miguel to you now. You're.