Set along the bowsprit sat the skeleton of a Wyrm, ancient creatures that people called dragons. Wyrms were the most powerful of creatures to be summo...ed from Hades. To see one dead and its skeleton set upon The Flying Dutchman’s bowsprit sent a shudder through the fearless Blackbeard. Davy Jones stood at the helm set at the first of the two levels of the quarter deck. His fearsome form was easy to pick out from the rest of his crew. Upon his bald head sat two horns that traveled out from it. Big whoop." Wow," Shawn said with a laugh and a well-practiced toss of her long hair. "That was fast. When I ask my bank for a copy of a check they're like, 'I'm afraid it will take some time to access that information, Miss Michaels.' And it's never their fault either. It's always the computer." Really," I said. My eyes were still staring at Shawn but my mind was elsewhere."Are you okay, Hando? Rick?" Really," I repeated as a thought coalesced in my mind."What's wrong?"I reached up and grabbed. A large pool was soon around my buckled shoes, the girl clearly seeing it develop from her position looking down at me."You've wet yourself" she burst out laughing again, pointing to the pool that was forming around my pink Mary Jane shoes. I burst into tears, real tears of humiliation, shame and fear. The girl threw her head back and laughed at me as I stood there crying like a child, looking for the world like an upset little girl in ribbons and frillies, surrounded by a puddle because I had. .you've got to FUCK ME. NOW." Her voice got louder as she talked. I looked back toward the bar hoping no one had heard. The waitress had stopped in mid stride and was staring at us in surprise. Over her shoulder I could see every face in the room staring our way. They heard. Before I could react Vicky had grabbed my hand, pulled me up and was guiding me to a deserted corner of the bar right in front of the two story high windows. As soon as we got to the little alcove and out of sight, she.