The bus shuddered off down the street, the rattles if anything even louder from the inside. Eventually Bobby could see another small group of kids ahe...d, which the bus lumbered towards. This group appeared to be made up entirely of boys, and large boys at that. Bobby felt himself tense a little.The door banged open, and a raucous clump of bubbling testosterone surged up the steps and down the aisle towards the empty section occupied solely by Bobby. His tiny bit of fear melted away, however,. The wind and stuffing knocked completely out of him.Frank was assigned to help him back to base. They managed to commandeer a golf buggy to drive back to the hotel. Frank helped Jake undress and shoved him in the shower to get all the muck out of his various orifices.Once clean and able to breathe freely again, Jake felt much better and thanked Frank very much for his assistance. It was the way Frank said okay and the appraising looks as he said it that gave Jake a vital clue.Dressed in only a. "Who is this person?" Plenty!!" Todd exclaimed smiling. "I, may be breaking 'the men's club' rules here," He leaned even closer, only sheer surprise held the princess in place as Todd's voice then fell to a whisper. "But little lady, one guy can tell when another gets... 'That look'." He nodded knowingly. Perhaps it was just his tone or maybe, the simple timing of the whole situation. Whatever the reasons Ayeka suddenly gasped, seizing the cameraman by the shoulders!"What! What look?" She. "Julie...that's shortfor Juliet, isn't it? So pretty!" he whispered. His voice was very soft,but his face looked so hard and cruel. He withdrew his hand, and startedto unbuckle the sword belt around his waist. Timidly, I asked, "What's your name?He laughed. "You may call me Master, Juliet," he said as he unbuttonedhis black shirt to expose his chiseled chest and well defined six-pack.He grinned at me as I stood there staring at him, helpless and wide-eyedas he kicked off his black leather.