Looking at her friend sitting in the car next to her, grinning at her friend .. opens the door and gets out, flipping open the phones calls the client...*yes we are here .. ok inside at the bar .. sure we on our way in.* Opening the door for her friend escorts her inside, shaking his hand meeting him *nice to meet you .. no thanks no alcohol for us.* Sitting across from them orders a Dr Pepper with Shrimp and Asparagus something or other. Talking and laughing at stupid jokes and military stories.. "Millie brought my meal tray most evenings and would return half an hour later to collect the dirty dishes. At these times she started to linger and we talked. Gradually the whole of her married history was revealed and I grew angry at the way her husband treated her. He was one of those men who believed that a wife was a chattel that he owned along with the furniture. Someone who had no rights except to keep the house clean, cook his meals and become a receptacle for his sperm whenever he. .." She relaxs visibly until I add a " yet " and her guard is up again. I let out a little chuckle as I say " I'm not the one who challenged me. You lost; you've got to face the consequences." She gives me a curt nod and tries to take her mind off the things I could do to her. Some making her shake with fear, others shiver in delight. The rest of the car ride is uneventful. We drive slowly, listening to soothing classical music. We pull into the Opera house but I decide to park myself. She. She didn’t see the effect she had on the men around her as she glowed. Not a one of them could contemplate hurting her. She was a magician like none they had ever seen before. Her worry and compassion for Paul had washed over them all. They also felt the compulsion to protect her at any cost.Paul opened his eyes and looked at her with confusion and then looked around at him, “Why am I here?” he asked and rubbed his head. Everything was fuzzy. He had some strange memories of doing things he.