The front pair, instead, was granted at least front view, as the pads were adjusted to only block their side view. What appalled me most was to see t...at they were not supposed to push the crossing bars with their hands. Quite to the contrary, their hands were useless, as they were encased in snugly strapped, fingerless leather gloves that reached above the elbows; their arms pulled behind their backs until their hands came to nest between their shoulder blades, and by means of rings built in. Lost in memories, I don't here the rumble of a truck pulling up out the front of the house or the jingle of keys in the lock to the front door. Suddenly large, strong hands are lifting me up from the sofa, embracing me. Arms wrapped tightly round me, never wanting to let go. Soft, hot breaths puffing into the curve of my neck, while lips whispered, "I love you, sweetheart." Music to my ears.I look up into the eyes of my treasured cowboy, my best friend, my lover, my loving husband. "I love you. His smile acknowledged her intention.They walked from the restaurant to the car snuggling close to enjoy thewarmth of each other's body on that cool night. After helping her intothe car he drove to her place. At the red lights they kissed. Morethan once they broke the kiss because the driver behind them honked.When they arrived he was able to park in front of her home. He got outof the car and held his had to help her get out. When she stood upthey kissed. The walked arms around each. As they approached, one of them started yelling threats at us. “You will be sorry for coming into our place.”In a panic, I ran to the other direction. I assumed that Janet was running right behind me. In hindsight, I should of checked. But fear consumed me more than any concerns for Janet. I just ran and ran and Janet didn’t even cross my mind. Fortunately for me, I eventually ran into a large well-lit street with several restaurants and other businesses. . As the fear for my life.