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Temptations and Desires; The entrancing story of two lovers destine for one another.Starring:Chase McGregor- the youthful and attractive farmhandMartinique Rousoulle- the wealthy French woman, recently moved to Texas; searching for inner peace on the countrysideScene 1Madame Rousoulle sits underneath a willow tree writing in her diary about her recent move from Paris to the Texan countryside. The tree is located near a white fence, indicating her property line; the property next to hers belonging to the McGregor family.Mme Rousoulle: Dear Diary, I have arrived here recently. This life I have encountered is so different from that which I grew so accustomed to in Paris. I wish it was the same but�but I cannot have it the same. Not anymore, at least. Pardone moi, but I cannot bring myself to say it. I wish it was the same, but it cannot be now that Francois is�dead. Oh, I am ever so weak with sadness. My knees, they tremble at the very thought of being as alone as I am right now. My life, my house, my heart is so�empty. I do not have a single friend here in the States. But I cannot stay in Paris. There is too much pain, too much to remind me of him. If only I could turn back the hands of time. I miss having a man in my life. When Francois�died�I was left to learn to live self-sufficiently. For me, breaking my family's time honored tradition of proper etiquette, and lady-like behavior was a costly decision. I could not stay in our chateau, as I was considered a working class woman. I could not stay in France, for that matter for everything reminded me of him. The Arc du Triumph shouted out to me the reminder of our first kiss. The Seine River was where we watched passing ships until the romantic atmosphere made us drunk. The Eiffel Tower reminded me of his humongous�love for architecture. It was all too much. I needed a man to comfort my desires, to wake me with breakfast in bed, to defend my home from the perils of the outside world, and to tell me he loves me as he holds me in his powerful and magnificent arms. Then I will be in love again, and only once I am truly in love again can I be happy.(Enter Chase McGregor)Chase: Why howdy miss. My name is Chase. I am a farm hand at my uncle's property, here. I reckon we're neighbors?Mme Rousoulle (aside): Who was this man? His strong muscles glistened without a shirt on. The Texas sun was baking into him a glow of sexual amber. As I watched him wipe the brow from his forehead and ask me something about where I lived, I noticed his eyes. Deep, rich, and brown; they looked like they had seen it all at only age 23. How could they look so wise, and so richly engaging as well?Mme Rousoulle: Oui. I have moved in here just yesterday. My name is Martinique, I am new to this country, I am from Paris. I bought the house by the water. Chase (aside): As she spoke I noticed her voice, the dainty French sound lingering, and the way it originated in her throat, which is only about 6 inches from her breasts. As she spoke to me, I stared at them. Wondering, pondering, desiring. She said something to me, and all I could draw my brain to was those breasts. My god they were magnificent. So multitudinous, and simply oozing with femininity.Chase: Huh?Mme Rousoulle (aside): Oh, he must be looking at my breasts.Mme Rousoulle: I am sorry. My English is not strong, as it is a second language. I said I am new to this country, and I bought the house by the water. Are you familiar with that house?Chase (aside): Great going Chase�now she knows that you were staring at her breasts. Quick�say something about the house by the water.Chase: Uhh�Fish are in that water.Mme Rousoulle (aside): Okay, perhaps he isn't as wise as his eyes had me to believe. But there is something about him, so fertile in his manhood. He is proud, and that is attractive. He is a man of great beauty and I find beauty, be it in paintings or in the shape of man, to be art. Mme Rousoulle: Oui, fish often live there, as they are not properly equipped to live on land. As is the case for myself and living in Paris. I found after Francois�died�I could no longer "breathe" in Paris. Chase (aside): What in God's name is she talking about? She is dumber than I thought international people were. She couldn't breathe? I wonder if there is a lot of pollution in France.Chase: So, there's a lot of pollution in France? Is it all the excess waste from making fries and toast to export?Mme Rousoulle (aside): Fries and toast? Huh? If his nipples were not small red discs of loving manhood, I'd go back to writing in my diary; but alas, I am so lonely.Mme Rousoulle: No, when I said I couldn't breathe, I was making reference to the fish metaphor from earlier, not making a comment about the industrial waste situation in my homeland. But I see how one could be mistaken, given the situation. So tell me about yourself, Chase? Do you have a last name, or should I just call you Chase?Chase (aside): What a pompous French bitch; with her little miss educated perfect mentality. No one will outsmart me, Chase McGregor. I vow right here, with God as my witness that I will have this girl as mine, attitude or not, before the end of this conversation.Chase: My last name is McGregor. I am from Texas, and I find you intriguing; rather than talk about my dull life of tending the fields and lifting weights to attain the paragon of manhood you see before you today, lets talk about you.Mme Rousoulle (aside): Is he going sweep me into his arms or what, I mean goodness, it's a ROMANCE story� just do the whole sex thing already.Mme Rousoulle: There is not much to tell. Not since Francois�died�but that was so recent, I'd rather not talk of it.Chase (aside): So, I have nothing more to say to her, and we still are clothed. This sucks.Chase: Well�uhhh�.Just then, once Chase figured out he had nothing left to say to the girl, he swept her up into his arms passionately. As the sun began to set behind them, he held her there, and looked into her eyes.Mme Rousoulle: Oh Chase!!!Chase: I have a confession to make to you�and that is that I find you extremely attractive. Your hair flowing in the wind. My well-defined pectoral muscles pressed firmly against your tremendous chest. If I could just be with you I'd�Without warning, she kissed him. With the sun dancing slowly away into the night she kissed him so well. With the stars just barely singing their gentle love song to the moon, she kissed him. With her back on the ground and his back to the sky she thought of the last words she wrote in her diary "�only once I am truly in love again can I be happy." And she smiled.THE END
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Webster's Dictionary defines rugged as "strong and irregular; unpolished and unrefined"Joe (a good friend, see link below) and Adam define rugged as anything buff, and manly. The following is an all rugged list.1.Female weight lifters.2.Goatees.3.Guys named Chuck.4.Bushy eyebrows.5.Joe.6.Adam.7.Chicks that visit their very own enchanted beaver land.8.Guys that tool with their pipework.9.Scars.10.Cuts.11.Anything involving puss, spit, or blood.12.Eye patches.13.Pirates that have one peg leg, a hook for a hand, a parrot on their shoulder, and an eye patch (see #12).14.Anything that blows up.15.Male Speedo wearers.16.Hairy backs.17.Pimps.18.Jiggaloes.19.Trucks.20.Monster trucks.21.Girls with hair on their legs, and/or pits. 22.Butt hair.23.Anyone deserving of the title 'freak hoe'24.Stainless Steel.27.Unshaven Mexican men in sombreros, clutching a big greasy burrito chimichanga (a lovely Spanish dish involving a spicy sauce, and guacamole, combined with the familiar burrito and beans, deliciously rugged in and of itself) in one hand, and a fat skanky Spanish girl who only has one front tooth in the other hand.28.Female truck drivers.29.Both the men, and women of the American Gladiators.30.Anyone who gets that massive vein in their neck to pop out when they get really pissed.31.Anyone who gets that massive vein in their forehead to pop out when they get really pissed.32.Anyone who gets ANY massive vein to pop out when they get really pissed.33.The number 33.34.Tom Jones (the Vegas singer noted for his song Its not Unusual to be Loved).35.The States of Alabama, Tennessee, Kentucky, West Virginia, and Missouri, and all the wonderful hicks (see # 36) living in them.36.Hicks.37.Women with hairy lips (i.e. all female bus drivers).38.Beef Jerky.39.World Wrestling Federation (WWF) and World Championship Wresting (WCW) fans, and wrestlers.40.James Bond and everything associated with him, especially that wicked theme song.41.Lumberjacks.42.Women in Flannel.43.Zorro.44.Women that participate in the LPGA.45.That shade of orange flannell that hunters wear (although hunting itself is borderline fruity, I mean, come on.. guys, alone, in the woods for hours at a time� think about it).46.Gold Teeth.47.Guys that have a crew.48.Guys that have a crew they can call to have someone get their ass beat. 49.Guys that have a crew involving crew members named T-Dog.50.Guys that have a crew with a guy named T-Dog that drive around in a gold Mercedes-Benz to pick up bitches.51.Guys that have a crew with a guy named T-Dog that drive around in a gold Mercedes-Benz, with specislty hub caps, that pick up bitches (and many of them), and also sell the ill shit to the homeboys down in Harlem.52.Mr T.53.Anyone invloved with, or who is good friends with Mr T.54.Chainsaws, shotguns, and any weapon constructed from a lawnmower, or weedwhacker.55.Humvees, Tanks, and the majority of all army vehicles, with the exception of submarines, because the driver of a submarine is reffered to as a seaman.56.Female police officers.57.GI Jane.58. Guys who can light a strike-anywhere match on their facial stubble.59.The Dukes of Hazard.60. The Dukes of Hazard's 1972 Dodge Charger.61. Females who would feel inclined to attend an Indigo Girls concert.62. Females who would have their band be known as The Indigo Girls.63. Anyone willing to go on the Springer show to hash out the confusion of who slept with who, and of what sexuality they originate.64.Goldberg65. Goldbergs theme music66. Circus Freaks67. White rappers68. Magnnus von Maggnusson (multiple time worlds strongest man, as well as man with the same name twice.)69. Think about this one. Its a good one to end on.
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