"Give us your word" Maria said. There must be something good inside this man which made him offer his kidnapping story."I give you my word Maria" he s...id taking her hand and kissing it; no scandal could be linked to his family. His eyes locked with hers and she smiled, but he vowed revenge."You did what?" Marco asked in disbelief when he came home to find their wager gone."We set him free, it was the only thing to do" Maria tried to explain to a fuming Marco."Well let us hope he keeps his word". I roll to lift my phone from the bedside table to check the time and as the brightness of the screen blinds me, I see a message from you confirming your whereabouts. I admire your dedication to finishing work that you've started but also know that you have no choice, that you are unable to sleep or relax if you have something to do.I quickly type the words "miss you" through blurry eyes still squinting at the blinding screen and before I have a chance to put my phone down, the words "Wish you. With my purse filled with my life savings in quarters, I sat down and dialed. It was an old fashioned phone with a real dial that you have to spin around, so when the artificially pleasant voice mail system droned on about pressing 1 for lingerie, 2 for leather, 3 for bras and girdles I gave the round dial a dirty look and clobbered that ancient piece of technology with my coin laden purse.Maybe it was dumb luck, or maybe the inner bowels of the phone system took pity on me, but Ma Bell reacted. She tossed the red wrapper at me, then dragged me into the women’s rest room. ‘Get up there and spread your legs!’ she ordered, after pushing me into the farthest stall. I tried to pretend I was shocked, but she knows me too well. I’m ex-Navy… I know how to follow orders. So I did as she instructed… I planted my ass on the toilet tank and waited for her next command. ‘Lose em, Sailor, ‘ she directed. I slid one leg of my jeans off and anchored my feet on the handi-cap rails. ‘Say your pra-wers.