"Let me tell you, that woman of yours has a right cross like a prizefighter," he groaned. "It was like getting hit with a rifle butt, and I would kno..., I've been hit with a rifle butt before." He pulled the ice pack away from his cheek and displayed the ugly purple bruise that was developing there."I think you'd better tell me what happened," I said."I'll tell you what happened," said Miri from the doorway. "After you left the bridge, Brian called me up there. He told me that you had left. We had a little kiss which was interrupted by a car driving past us.Once it had gone the realisation that we could easily get caught came up, Sarah admitted she had enjoyed it a bit when the ramblers had seen us and would have been persuaded to carry on. We had discussed dogging years ago and even visited a well known spot but had been put off by some of the guys who were hanging around and also the thought of getting seen by someone we knew so it hadn't happened.So all things considered we. ’ The woman snarled, ‘Get out of here or I’ll bust you.’ Provoked by her unfriendliness and threatening him like that, Charlie snapped, ‘Keep your tits on. I was not after your smelly twat.’ ‘Look, I’m warning you.’ ‘Okay, I’m out of here bitch.’ Two guys sitting in a car just along from the woman each wore an ear plus trailing a wire. They both gave him the fingers so he grinned and held up a single finger. They scowled and one of them opened his door to get out so Charlie kicked the door. The young woman was wrapped from just under her tits to just above where her pubic hair would have started if she had let it grow, but she was clean and smooth, no hair. Reaching for a roll of duct tape he started to wrap it tightly around the plastic wrapped woman. He pressed the tape hard onto the saran-wrap sealed body of the girl, his hands gliding across her pushing and pressing, ironing out wrinkles as he taped her. His fingers worked the tape into the area under her breast, the lifting.