Amy slipped her black lacy thong panties up her long supple legs. She held the matching lacy bra in her hand for a moment before she decided against w...aring it and placed it back in the drawer. She picked a sexy dark green short skirt and a lighter green half top from her closet. The top had narrow straps and a plunging neckline that exposed ample cleavage. It hung loosely over her breasts and left her midsection bare. She put on a pair of black heels that strapped up in a criss-cross pattern. Use that," she moaned then closed her eyes again.I pulled in at a petrol station and reached back to nab the handbag and got her purse out. I was amazed to find over £500 in various denominations but chose only to take a small amount out to put a little fuel in the car then popped into the store attached to the forecourt and get some bread, butter, cereal and milk to tide Frances over till things got settled. I also got a top up on my gas and electric meter cards as I figured the first thing. She looked at them all and said "Margaret is Liz's double. The Bristol/Dublin Ferry sank yesterday. As far as we can make out there were no survivors."Liz choked back her tears. "What happened?"Julia looked glum, "We don't know. But it seems likely that a Russian or DDR Submarine attacked the ferry. According to Naval Air Patrol command there were no surface vessels in the area. Either that or a mine" "She shrugged her shoulders. "Who knows."Josh was fuming. "The bastards, the bloody tossers!. The problem, sheknew, was that if I was to free myself properly I would need somethingworse on her than what she had on me. I searched for everything abouther on the internet. As she was a successful business woman there was afair amount about her. On LinkedIn I found her CV and browsed throughit. I was about to close it when something struck me. I scrolled back upto her qualifications and looked at her university dates and degree. I'dattended the same university as her albeit a few years.