With the coming of summer, this had turned into his Friday evening end of the week dinner. He viewed it as a small celebration of having ended another...work week.There was a map on the wall next to the table which he studied while eating his meal. He had two weeks of vacation time coming up, and he was planning a little road trip. He was going to drive a great circle and see a little bit of the countryside. The map was marked up with locations of interest that he wanted to visit.It had been. Everybody did ... I started taking orders."Burned to a crisp?" I asked. Since I'm a guy, I was expecting at least two not guys to raise a hand for destroyed beef.I got one response ... the biggest, burliest, baddest looking biker-type dude I ever saw said, "Crispy, please. And make it a small one."I picked up a half-pounder with the tongs ... never perforate ... and got a, "Too big." I fumbled around on the platter and snatched up the small flank steak I had planned on cooking for the little. I nearly turned and ran away countless times! But something was stopping me.Suddenly the door opened and there he was.God he was taller than I expected!He looked at me for a second (those eyes making me weak) and then turned back into the house leaving the door open.Fuck!!?? What the hell am I meant to do?I thought as I looked up at the house a window was flung open and Craig shouted out,"Aren't you coming up then?"I laughed, that was Craig all over, cheeky shit!I went in and headed upstairs.. It didn’t take long to find her. ‘No. Stop,’ I heard Jen whine. My vision went black. ‘Please don’t. Stop. You’re hurting me!’ Her voice got louder. I rounded the corner near the dumpster and saw the guy from the bar and some other motherfucker holding her against the wall. ‘You’re dead motherfuckers!’ I shouted. All three of them looked at me. The guys loosened their hold on Jen and she jerked away and ran to me wrapping her arms around my waist and whimpering into my shoulder. Deak and Raine,.