I was on a bare sailing cruise in the British Virgin Islands 6-7 years ago and we were anchored in White Bay. It was after dinner, we’d had a bottle of wine or four, and determined we needed to go to the bar ashore for a drink – but of course we didn’t desire to get dressed. Somehow we did not find this as a difficulty. Into http://kazyz.com scaled, motored off to the pub (not the Soggy Dollar, the other one) and in we walked.
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Visit our siteThere were just half a dozen folks there, but not surprisingly our entry was noticed. One young man let out a whoop when we walked in, and he immediately got nude (though his girlfriend made him get dressed again – I’ve frequently believed that I hoped he dropped her). We sat down as generally as possible at one of the tables, continuing our dialog, and in a moment the waitress came along. She was very flustered, garbled a few incoherent monosylables, and then left, having forgotten to take our drink orders.
We spent almost two hours in the pub and had a grand time. Eventually most of the other patrons left, the bartender got naked, and even the waitress took off her top. She and our hostess subsequently compared breast jobs and discovered they had had the same plastic surgeon in Atlanta. It was certainly a memorable night!
But the part I really have yet to figure out is how – or whether – we paid for our drinks. We went without clothes, so without pockets, so without wallets, hence without cash. So I reckon the best element of the evening was that it was not only clothing-free, it was additionally drinks-for free.