past and http://publicmania.com were anchored in White Bay. It was after dinner, we’d had a bottle of wine or http://macdollars.net , and decided we needed to proceed to the bar ashore for a drink – but of course we did not need to get dressed. Somehow we did not find this as a issue. Into the dighy we scaled, motored off to the pub (not the Soggy Dollar, the other one) and in we walked. There were only half a dozen people there, but not astonishingly our entrance was discovered. One young man let out a whoop when we walked in, and he immediately got nude (though his girlfriend got him get dressed again – I’ve often thought that I hoped he dumped her). We sat down as generally as possible at one of the tables, continuing our conversation, and in a moment the waitress came along.
We spent nearly two hours in the pub and had a grand time. Eventually most of the other patrons left, the bartender got naked, and yet the waitress took off her top. She and our hostess subsequently compared breast occupations and found they’d had the same plastic surgeon in Atlanta.
It was definitely a memorable night!
We went without clothes, so without pockets, therefore without wallets, consequently without money. So I guess the best part of the evening was that it was not only clothes-free, it was additionally drinks-for free.