Without much effort, the muscular Bull lifted the redhead up and put her on his shoulder. Rose was amazed at Bull's strength and how effortlessly he c...rried her up the stairs."So many good muscles!" said Rose, slapping Bull on the ass as she was carried upstairs by him."Well you're going to get some of your muscles stretched," said Bull."Only by you and no one else!" shouted Rose, in her southern accent.Bull slammed the redhead down on the king sized bed and got under the sheets with her.. It not that he doesn't know what he's talking about but I just really want to get out of here."Marcus." Aunt Rachael gets it. She's like twenty and just married Uncle Julius last year. "Marcus, when you played, were you popular?"He glances at my Grandmother then says, "Damn straight. And?"Aunt Rachael looks at Lisa then back at Granddad, "Well?"He snorts, "Boy kin do his business when I'm done wit him." Grandma hits him, apologies to Lisa an' Trina an' pushes Granddad toward the parking lot.. Just as I was approaching my climax he stopped and said, "Shave this lot off before you come to Scotland." He gave my pubic hair a tug."Yes sir," I replied and then added cheekily, "Shave this lot off too before we go to Scotland." We both seemed to assume I would join him for the trip. I gave his hair a pull too."That remark earns you a spanking cheeky slave." Oh no sir. Please not that. Please finish me off first," I pleaded but already he was sitting up and pulling me over his lap. Probably. He had no hope of finding Megan on the path, or in the Underpass; too many people used it in the hours of daylight and the early evening. The exit from the underpass turned into a track which led to a small wood, a favourite resort of picnickers, but not part of Megan's route. He checked it anyway, peering carefully into the undergrowth lest she lay hidden there, afflicted by some illness or accident. Returning to the track at the mouth of the underpass, he stared Northwards along the narrow,.