But you know London pub prices. I didn’t have enough, so I reached into my inside pocket for my own wallet and got another shock. It wasn’t there....I frantically felt for the chain and pulled that out. There was nothing on the end, only the wire loop that the wallet had been attached to. ‘I don’t believe it,’ I said to the barman. ‘I’ve been robbed.’ And then I remembered the geezer’s wallet I’d just nicked and got that out. I opened it.I couldn’t believe my eyes. Not a credit card in sight, and. "Well, the thigh high stockings you're wearing are fine, but those pink panties look like Target bargain bin." She wasn't wrong. "Let's find something a little more alluring. I'm glad you like pink." She rustled in the bag, then She guided my shoulder to turn toward her. She looked me only in the eyes as she handed me a pair of bright pink satin panties with a little bow at the front and a peek-a-boo opening down the back. I held them, uncertain. "Go ahead. What more do you have to be shy about. Both were laughing at his comment. The girls had yelped and tried to cover themselves.I spoke as I gripped the pistol and stood; “thanks for the offer but I think you will find that it would be in your best interest to leave. RIGHT NOW!” this stopped them from continuing toward the girls and had them both turning to look at me. Obviously neither felt I was a threat. But when they were shocked to see the pistol. WEUSALL took control of their bodies and froze them in place. This freaked them out. I thought to myself he was feeding just some kind of Bullshit and shooting a line but knowing my Jacqui as I did there was no way I was going to burst her bubble, I was just pleased that she had had a good time and done something she had found enjoyable.She took up Sarkis's invitation to return to his studio for a solo session and on the appointed day I drove her over and dropped her off at the door on my way to work. The outside of the building was no great stakes but at least I knew where she.