They saw us, and one shouted out; "ARRRGH! There be two fine wenches! But I fancy the one to the left!" He strode up and without a word, grabbed me an... threw me over his shoulder. I started kicking and screaming, and the jerk just laughed. One of his friends behind him winked and said that it was all part of the game, and I would be ok. Well, Daddy and Scott heard me, and came running."PUT HER DOWN! NOW!" Daddy bellowed. He was seriously pissed off.The idiot pirate lowered me, but kept me. Sometimes you didn't get it all off, and you never had anybody hair, but the biggest give away was that once in a while you wouldforget and start acting like a girl; the way you walked and sat, usedyour hands and so on. It wasn't much, and not many of us noticed, butstill...damn you look good!"There wasn't anything to say, so I kept silent, but what he said made mefeel both worried and elated at the same time. The fact that some of myfriends knew was distressing, on the other hand, all of them,. I almost got weak about that promise not to go back to black.The hotel had a busboy... well, he wasn't much of a 'boy' at all. When he had carried the bags up to our room so that my hubby could play mister macho and carry me past the threshold, I had seen that this busboy was all more like buss- MAN. I know I had promised my Mom that I wouldn't turn my husband into a fool unless it was right, but this was my Goddamn wedding night and I needed it.I rang for room service. I was so nervous. I had. “Okay, David,” I thought to myself. “This isn’t adding up. This thing has to be worth thousands of dollars. I either need to grab this fast or get the hell out of here.”I quickly decided to try at least to load it up. A small voice in my head kept telling me, “What if the story was somehow real?” I didn’t think I would ever forgive myself if I didn’t at least try. So I opened up the tailgate and grabbed a furniture dolly and a 6’ ramp I brought with me. I managed to get the dolly under the bike.