Bah, they can do this to ya. They probably all had money and liked Paris...

Exeter crown court.... basterds

You meet a girl. You start to talk, one thing leads to another. You take her to Paris, fancy restaurant, lots of champaign, when you're pleasantly drunk you climb into the limosine that's been waiting and head to stay the night in a very expensive in a 5-star hotel, more champaign, and lo, for all your expense and effort you make love to her all through the night.


My observation is thus:

The only thing differentiating the above from a dark van in Brighton and some chloroform, when you get really down to it, is the cost. Right?