An arm grabbed my arms, hauling them behind my back as more hands clamped around my knees. As I struggled I was carried from my desk, along a corridor...& as the sound of their footsteps changed from taping on wood to sort carpet, I was aware they’d taken me to the storeroom. The door clicked shut behind them.I was dumped into a chair, I tried to stand, a hand grabbed my throat & I was pushed down as more hands pulled my arms behind me. I felt the straps cut into my wrists as they were pulled. "I just can't! One date ... I mean, it was just one date!"She picked up a pair of hedge clippers and started to attack the bushes which bordered the pool deck."Life just isn't fair! Why did he have show up now?? Why couldn't I have met him in England? What am I going to do?"Kathy stopped for a moment."Why?" she said softly, wiping away her tears, "why'd it have to be so perfect?" Are you okay?"Kathy jumped and twirled around, clippers armed and ready."Woah!" Tim stepped back, narrowly avoiding. As a Ranger I can officially take up the fight but as these people probably know the Texas government wouldn't be very upset at one Mexican citizen kidnapping another Mexican citizen. Now, if the lady in question happened to be the bride of a Texas land owner and Ranger, I am sure the governor himself would get riled up if she needed help. So, if you'll get this wedding started I'll shut up!" Kneel my son and daughter!" The Priest showed he was as quick a thinker as either of them. He proceeded. I should have.After I had been with the company about a year, Bill started talking about splitting off and starting our own company. He asked the question, why should we be working for someone when we could be reaping all of the profits? Think of the savings without having to have to plug in a whole lot of overhead. This sounded good to me. Bill was the one going after accounts (I swear he could talk the panties off a minister's wife). Using our savings ... most of them mine ... and a solid.