Storey told Bass what he had heard concerning the taking of his ship. Bass was at first reluctant to believe that women could have been responsible in... a business of such an undertaking, but eventually giving into it he remembered the Cuban inn keeper that had sold him the Spanish girl Isabel mentioning she was from Portobello and also that she had a sister currently living in La Nouvelle Orleans. He surmised that sooner or later the Angry Whore would show up at one or the other of those two. Anne gave him a big hug and kiss to comfort him and reassured him they’d get back in time.The following morning they woke early, had breakfast and waited impatiently for the mechanic to turn up.After two hours Eddie was pacing up and down. “Where the bloody hell is he? There’s no way I’ll make kick off now.” Another hour passed before the mechanic finally showed up. He apologised to them saying he’d had an emergency breakdown to attend to first. He fit the new battery, but by this time it was. I wanted to get as far away from reality as humanly possible. My best friend Steve knew about the situation with Allie, and when he called me and asked if I wanted to go to the bar, I jumped at the opportunity. He picked me up around 10:30. I've never had a favorite bar or anything like that so I told Steve to just go to the first bar he saw downtown. Once off the highway we started roaming through streets, driving up and down the unfamiliar territory. It was like a maze. "Five minutes. ...Debbies legs still crossed...you expose the tops of her black hold-ups and above not flesh, rather tan tights..........you pull on her thigh and she parts her legs.........getting wider apart as you pull up her skirt to reveal black stockings over sheer crotch tan tights. The material of her tights sheer and revealing her neatly trimmed pussy hair underneath them....no panties....perfect. My cock is stirring and I see a damp patch has already developed on Debbies tights...I think she is.