But for now, with the divorce not finalised, they were stayingput."So, you might leave after all?" asked Michael.Robert nodded."I'm going to miss you,... said Michael."I haven't left yet," said Robert. "But you're right. I'd miss you too." I don't know what I'd do without you," said Michael. "I've only got mysister to talk to here." And she is in another year," said Robert. "I'm sure you'll find otherfriends." I'm not sure," said Michael. "I just hope you stay here."It appeared for now that. It was so real at the time and they didn't have any way of proving it hadn't happened or that maybe that it had happened for real before. If my perception was that they did it and I couldn't believe that it was just a joke then I couldn't live with my wife of 23 years anymore. I guess I'd better tell you the story so you can understand my dilemma. Just the short version mind you.Flo, short for Florence, was my wife. I'm Jim. We'd met in college and had married soon after graduation. We lived a. Even if the wormholedelivered us to its programmed destination, we'd just be held andextradited. Surely, the Inser government was sending signals even nowtheir ally to set up a net.They were trying to shut the hole down, but that took time. It wasn'tjust a flip of the switch, not if you didn't the the thing to turninside out and suck away part of the planet into outer space.We rammed past the barriers and before I could politely scream at Snipeto stop, please stop, for all of our sakes, we'd go. After a few minutes I return to the car, fetch two pair of handcuffs, a blindfold and a gag ball out of the boot that I had prepared earlier and open her door again. Surprised she turns towards me, not expecting me to come over to her side again. I smile at her and with a firm voice I command her to reach with both arms behind the car seat. She does as I told her to, stepping immediately into her submissive role by answering “yes Master” I reach down behind her and lock both hands together with.