He was 63 and was on a scholarship for football, he did weight training all the time. As he pulled her into the back he made sure to close the securit... door so she couldnt escape. Babe? Babe, wake up. Charlie? What happened? she asked in a dazed manner. You fell and hit your head. How does it feel? I think Im gonna be okay, can you just take me home? Sorry babe, no can do. I really hate to do this, but I have to, and with that he stood up and grabbed a roll of packing tape. He quickly flipped. "And what will Madame's pleasure be today?" "Rogers (butlers are always called Rogers because they're jolly rogerers, and if you don't believe me ask Cunty the maid), Madame is in the mood for something in the bronzed continental range. Perhaps something Italian, all sultry sensuality, with sleek lines and sharp suits. Something with the silky smoothness of a cappuccino, the tangy vitality of a Limoncello, and the gluttonous hedonism of a visit to the gelateria." How about this one, Madame? I. After we have finished our drink, we head out to the car and i ask if you`re going to give me any clues as to where we are going, you grin at me and reply, No clues, but you`re going to love it and will be a night you don`t forget for a long time. I smile at you, climb in the car and keep quiet, I have loads of scenarios going through my head but I know whatever you have planned will be better then any scenario. We pull up outside a small country pub, and we go inside for a drink. You tell me. "The view of the river or the view of our butts?" the third asked.Before I could respond, all three turned, laughed and wiggled their asses. Nature made guys drool over a shapely butt and girls knew how to play that to their advantage. Damn, I wish I was born a girl.They veered right at a branch on the path and I continued following the river until it joined with a small bridge. I was miles from home and buses along this route were few and far between. A motorcyclist passed and it would have.