`Instead of killing me and having his way with the little blond he found himself staring down a .45 Colt pointed at his chest. He took off, he was unharmed and so were we. Now what would the rest of you do, tossed a rock at him? Beg him not to hurt you?`

There are people here who would do just that, Dan. I ain`t one of `em.


Message me your e-mail address, ok.

BM