As I left, I didn't even bother looking at the tags. I was sure the van had been stolen and was now gone forever.My guess is that all these guys were ...utside help that would be harder to identify than someone local. I wondered why Mr. White showed me his face and threatened me personally. He probably could have gotten more cooperation if he had threatened Greta.I needed some personal protection and I knew who to call. I used my cell as I headed home.I got home and went inside. I packed a few. ”I could not help myself.“Excuse me, gentlemen,” I interrupted, much to their surprise. “If you’re looking for a poker game, I love to play and wife and I are at a hotel just down the street. We could probably play a couple of hours if you wanted.” My heart was pounding. The three men looked at each other, puzzled and surprised.“Yo old lady don’t mind that? Bringing home strangers to play cards?” Dwight asked.I took out my cell phone. “Look, I’ll call her right now, see if she cares. Just a. "Very nice," he said, "but it might be wise to bring another jersey in case it gets cold and your mack in case it rains."He refused a cup of coffee and the pair of them left."She's quite taken with him," said Annette."Good. She could do a lot worse and he's a lot more fun than dear old Warren." Well I hope they have a super time together today." So do I. What time are the Thornes expecting us?" Twelve-thirty." So what would you like to do for the next three hours?" Have a bit of a snuggle with. "I liked the way they were treating me," continued Jackie. "It wasn'tlike they were treating me as they did back in the office...."Chris nodded. "You mean how they tried to take control? You liked howthey tried to dominate you, right?"Jackie looked up into Chris's eyes. "How did you know that?" I've sensed a submissive side in you since I first met you. Deep down,you crave control; this doesn't mean that you want to be someone'sslave, but you want someone in your life to make decisions for.