?"I can't wear those!" you say. ?He frowns and tosses the clothes onto your bed. ?"So you do want me to help change you?" he asks and starts to move t...owards you as you back away, holding onto your clothes. ?He reaches out and grabs the front of your blouse and pulls hard, you hear it tearing as he starts to rip it off your body. ?You scream a little and fight back till he has your top right off. ?At this point you realise that if you don't put on the clothes you will probably end up wearing. ”This is going to be fun watching the bartender’s reaction to my credit card made of real gold.After some obligatory pictures we headed out. The restaurant wasn’t far from the school. Most of the kid’s parents dropped them off near the restaurants and walked up to the dance.That is a very nasty look you gave me for driving up in the Honda. I wonder if a fifty will change that person’s viewpoint.Inside was what I expected. Some high school guys had on expensive suits and the girls were wearing. After breakfast I went back out into the street just wandering around. I had nothing to do or no place to go. I had plenty of time on hand to think about my problem. I stopped at the seamstress shop and told her to make me another shirt. For now, I just had my tee shirt on under the brigandine.I went back to my room and got my sword and bow and arrows plus my practice stuff. I stopped at the food store and got a leather water container which she filled for me, a stick of sausage and some cheese. One evening while on vacation in Florida, we decided to stop into a local pub by the motel we were staying at. It was really crowded. I mean wall to wall people, it was difficult to get to the bar to order a drink. We finally made our way to the bar, it was packed. As we tried to get the bartenders attention, a gentleman said here you go, Im on my way out. So my wife slipped right up to the bar and I was able to squeeze in but it was tight. We ordered and were talking about our trip, there.