She put it on over her head, imagining herself looking like adancing avocado in a TV ad. He blindfolded her with a furrymask. "Don't even think o... trying to peek." He took her by thehand and led her outside. Her bare feet felt warm concrete, some grass, and then the carpeting of his car, as he pushed herinto a seat and belted her in. They drove for several minutes, atwisty route with the usual traffic sounds but no clue as towhere he was taking her. When he unbelted her and led her. Standing at 6ft4 if felt like he dwarfed her, especially with his broad shoulders and big manly hands.She removed her coat, revealing her dress and bare, smooth legs, and turned back to see Mike enjoying a long lingering look at her. "Well damn, you look good enough to eat baby". She giggled as he stepped closer, wrapping one arm around her waist and pulling her close and leaning Down to kiss her. Her knees went weak, he had wasted little time getting started and he clearly knew what he wanted.. "My how the mighty have fallen," I said as Harper walked over to where Frank and I were talking. "Being a Captain and all, you must be on someone's crap list if you have to come out at midnight to cover a shooting."He refused to answer me and questioned the patrolman that was first on scene and then talked to Frank. After talking to them for a few minutes, Harper turned to me. "What did you do Steele?" I told the patrolman, I told Detective Wends, and I'm done talking until my attorney gets. I usually envision my Prince Charming as a slight-bodied, innocent faced man. Someone like Michael Biehn (actually, I was 10 when I saw the TERMINATOR, And I was all set to marry him once I turned 18, then I read that he had three sons, for god’s sake, and cried for a whole week)… some one soft and caring who would not crush my body with a swat of his arm and would die to save me. So it was most surprising, for myself that is, that I should feel attracted to some one exact opposite my dream.