To which she said, oddly enough, "Does it hurt?" Me? No. But you, I would have to be careful", I said, "Do you want to find out?"By now I was feeling ... little euphoric. So I pulled out enough money to cover that tab and the tip, and tossed it on the table.Then I stood up and grabbed her hand, pulling her up."C'mon, let's go find out", I said, thinking she would resist. But she went right along with me. I guided her down the back hallway of the restaurant, and out the back door. The restaurant. Tanya grinned at him and moistened her lips. Béla had seen in Frank's mind what he'd bought for her and she'd wanted to try it herself. Tanya now waited, impatient and naked, for Frank to open the door. She knew it would be some torturous device that she'd love.Frank opened the door and motioned for her to go on in. Tanya stepped into her private little sanctuary and looked around. She didn't see anything different. She turned back to Frank, confused. "Where is it?" she asked.Frank moved toward. It's a joint effort between the RCMP, the FBI, Interpol, and several other national police forces. It's been in place in one form or another since Munich, 1972. They are trying to cover all the bases, but I never in my wildest imagination believed it would happen to us." I feel sick. Please excuse me," I said as I rushed to the bathroom. I lost my lunch and most of my breakfast. My face felt cold and my stomach ached when the heaving finally abated. I was sweating and when I stood, a wave of. Gary flinched as if stung, then he recovered. "Neat," he called out to Trish. "The purple thing opens a door or something."Trish glanced up from the stove. "A door?" Well, not really a door. Kind of a portal. It just appeared when I touched the purple thing." He peered inside, and his attention was caught by how bare it looked. "Hey, there's another purple thing inside. And a kind of light at the top!"Trish felt only a little concerned. The box had been very entertaining, and it hadn't.