"Oh god what more is going to happen to me? Why didn't I tell someone where I was going? I could disappear and no one would know where to look."Ah her...'s my car. You get in the front seat with me and the rest will follow in their cars."When he closed the door on my side I notices the handles had been removed so I couldn't get out. He then put on my seat belt for me and pinned my arms back so I couldn't cover myself. I also noted the windows were not tinted. Then to make matter worse he turned. ? I said in a whisper, smiling ear to ear. When I tried to stand I collapsed onto Jacquiline as she still knelt on the floor. She helped me to my feet still crying. ?Do you have a medicine cabinet in this place?? She said. ?You’re dripping blood all over. ?It’s upstairs. Come on I’ll show ya.? I started to head up the stairs but turned and began to kiss Jacquiline passionately. ?Thank you Jacquiline, it’s been forever since anyone’s done that to me.? ?And you really do enjoy being. Her interest didn’t disappear though and may have gotten stronger after menopause.That itching in her crotch annoyed her and she decided to do something about it. Logic said that since her husband couldn’t scratch it, and about half of the people you were surrounded by had the equipment to do so, she needed to find one of them who was compatible and interested. The biggest issue was how to meet said person. Getting involved with somebody at church was probably the worst idea but she also didn’t. That information would then be sent to her mother, Queen Hippolyta. So, 3 nations knew she had disappeared, and no one did anything. There had not even been a request for a prisoner exchange to get her back. She had resigned herself to her fate and had decided to make the most of it. She was Benito Mussolini's mistress, as Eva Braun was Adolph Hitler's. That made her, not a defender of the world, but 1 of the most powerful women in the world. Then there was the sex, Mussolini enjoyed all 3 of.