I dried as much of it as I could and then left the whole compartment open to the air hoping the heat of day would help to dry it out faster. I then st...rted to check over the radios to see if they had survived. With transistors and now microchips radios had come a long way and were not nearly the frail, fragile things they had been. Again a cursory check could reveal nothing obvious wrong so I waited.While doing so I checked over the supplies that we still had onboard. We had been heading for. ‘Oh, yes,’ the Parisian associate replied. ‘I hope you don’t mind. I asked Mr. and Mrs. Rhodes to attend since this assignment falls into their hands as well.’ ‘Mr and Mrs…’ James trailed off, turning his gaze towards the door as his associate did as well. James’ heart leaped into his throat and he felt as if a boulder had dropped into the pit of his stomach as he saw Paul and Rose walk through the door of the restaurant. ‘Ah, yes,’ his associate said with a smile, ‘here they are!’ James. They are always citing all the dangers to our shoreline if an accident should occur. Well now, it looks as if they have been right all along and maybe we should have listened instead of laughed. As for dealing with terrorists, it is like dealing with most social issues, there are no simplistic answers. Every terrorist is some ones hero just as every hero is a terrorist to his enemy. That being said I fail to see any gains by the terrorist groups that are attaching the western countries. That is. With great expectation she finally logged on to the BDSM website and submitted her story, making sure to select all the boxes necessary so that ?her readers? could find the story she had written for them. She took a big breath and hit ?submit.?And that is when the torture really began.Her story was up on the website about 6 days later. She was thrilled to see her name listed alongside the story that she had worked so hard at creating.It was a thrilling thought to think that at this very moment.