"How many more?" David whispered in his wife's ear.Hundreds, she wrote on the pad on her desk next to the computer. And we haven't touched Al-Qaeda or...Hamas."I'll drop back later today," he said.She nodded."I love you, baby," he said."Ditto, " she whispered.He brushed his invisible lips to her live lips and returned to his body. When he opened his eyes, he discovered he was alone in the Rolls. At the ranch, he realized immediately after looking around. He opened his cell phone and called. I wondered what would you say if I asked you to never leave, to just stay with me and never go back to your like. Once or twice I got so close to actually asking it that I opened my mouth, my tongue articulating the first word, before I decided against it, because I wasn't sure if I loved you. Then, some other days, when you were happy and playful, jumping over the bed naked to play with me, tickling my feet, laughing, all your teeth showing, I almost felt a pang and thought that I was not more. Nan however instantly knew the choice of film was not just, casual or random and watched the content with an increasing air of uneasiness. It had started with a street organ, playing beside a canal, a typically unmistakeable Dutch street-scene, Amsterdam or Rotterdam or somewhere similar, a pretty young girl of about 19 or 20 dressed in a mini skirt and jumper, the heroine. A car stop`s and she gets in, county-side passes, the driver an older man, and his sidekick a greasy looking individual. "Make sure the lady remains comfortable and secure."Bemariq stood up and turned away from me. I bit my tongue to stifle awail unbecoming of a lady.My head throbbed enough to cloud my vision, as I was led back to thecabin. Bemariq had chosen his work over me. Faulting him for that wasimmensely selfish of me, yet I couldn't help it.The first impulse in my mind was to jump on the bed and scream into apillow. It wouldn't do any good, however.In order to let out my worst frustration, I grabbed the.