As I was taking a sip from the drink I felt a presence behind me. I knew it was him but I dared not turn around and look. I set the drink down I f...lt his hands on my shoulders and his breath near my ear. He whispered, “Come with me”. He took my hand and I let him. I was mesmerized and would have followed him to the ends of the earth. He walked me through the club and down a narrow, dark corridor toward the back. He guided me through the dark corridor that he knew well. Suddenly we. You two behave now while I check on what you bastards did to my sister. Don’t go ’way…”Tara disappeared. Frank slipped his fingers down into his right boot and came up with a six-inch-long Bowie knife.“You’ll need this,” he said, handing the wicked blade to Jake. ‘You can stand on my shoulders and dig out a root to pull yourself out.“Now would be a good time,” Frank added, noticing that Jake wasn’t responding to much of anything.“Oh, yeah!” Jake replied, still embarrassed at letting Tara sneak. We may have to buy a pre-cut down at the orchard's store."Not being one to give up so quickly, I suggested, "Let's take a walk through the trees and see if anything looks good." With that said, we got out of the truck and headed toward the trees. We systematically searched the three and a half rows for a stunner. Twenty minutes later, after having viewed every tree, we decided to head to the store. Driving out of the lot, you come upon a make-shift cashier booth so that you can pay before. “So, judging by your…ahem…physique” I said, looking down over his wonderfully prominent, defined quads and calves “you can probably squat pretty heavy weights - what like 250?” “Try 300” he said, proud of his strength. “Amazing. But without a trainer you may have picked up some bad habits. Let’s check your form. We’ll start with no weights, OK? Just show me how you squat.”“Alright” he said and began to squat down, pushing his butt back, keeping his back straight, and then standing back up..