said the man who has never had his berries and raisins stretched in ways not to be mentioned as he was conducted from the scene with a policeman's helmet covering . . .
herded the women off into the sun and down the long stretch of beach, Dutchy could be heard cursing under his breath something about raisins, frustrated he sulked to the burnt shrimp on the grill, they solemnly reminded him he just escaped being arrested and the officers car was still parked before him so he walked over to it and ...
"Well, my superior did just go off with your harem ..." He examined Dutchy closely, lowered his opaque dark glasses and raised one eyebrow "sure. Why not?" he finished exclaiming "but you have to ride in the back" as he opened the door for the shivering, naked Dutchy ....
