Neither had had time to process the storm of emotion because Bobby had left the next day.I remembered the mood in the house that morning, as I got rea...y to take him to the airport. I’d had my own feelings to deal with as I sent my son off to an unknown future. I’d completely missed that part of the somber mood that was the result of lovers torn apart.Finally the surge of emotions began to wane and we were left there in the kitchen with a big invisible question mark filling the room.What was. ” “It's forbidden to leave your quadrant without sanction,” he corrects me as the door slides open. “If you don't know the input code of your destination, you go directly to Command-Detention for questioning.” The transator door shuts us in. An entire wall is comprised of illuminated buttons which Warner taps, some too high for him to reach, so I help. We begin moving. He doesn't speak until the transator stops. “Quad Nil,” he says as the door opens to a dimly lit corridor. “No-man's land.” I. Doug just grinned like the bad little boy he is and continued on as if she wasn’t there at all. Louise sat down on the other side of our big king size bed saying, “That looks like fun, so let’s make it rally race.” Louise picked up a black Interpol Citroen SM from Michael’s toy box and I felt her gently skim it up across my shoulder blade, up the side of my neck, across the back of my neck then back down the other side. Anxious for the impending onslaught, I called out, “Let the challenge. It's the knowledge of the fantasies that a woman doesn't admit to no one but herself. Better yet, it's the power to know exactly what a guilty woman considers to be her just punishment and to deliver it. That is what I carry with me."Barbara put her hand on my thigh and took another drag of her cigarette. "That's what you crave, isn't it? Punishing wicked women and having them like it. You have some serious hang ups."I laughed and rested my hand on hers. "You're right. I do have issues. I would.