The performances on stage were so loud and entertaining that no one observed the bloodthirsty brigands make their way from the service entrance and up...the stairs to the Governor's quarters.No one saw more of them creep up and overcome the staff at the bar, changing clothes with them and then tying them up.No one was paying attention as a small band of heavily armed pirates took the front doors and the staff that guarded them.The first any of the patrons of Port Dominique knew of the conquest. She stopped abruptly as her wig began to come loose.The man reached up to take the woman's hand in his own. He looked down at it, caressing it like a small, frightened animal. "And so do you, now." But, I... I don't..." The woman's words dissolved into tears. They took hold of each other and held tight. The moment passed. "It's all right," the man said, whispering into her ear. "Everything's going to be all right."They looked at each other again and then, as if embarrassed, around at their. Rita had recruited Betty Lou and her other friends to help with the big turkey dinner that VFW Post 9802 held every year. The dinner was open to anyone who wanted to come, from skid row bums to county commissioners. Both women stopped talking when a long, white 1969 Cadillac Eldorado convertible drew up in front of the church.The stunningly beautiful black haired woman driving the big Caddy scanned the throng milling around the front of the church. She seemed to find who she was looking for,. She got back to the car, opened the passenger door, then stood back up and opened the back door. She kicked off her sandals to put them into the back seat, then she took off her jacket so she was completely naked and placed it on the back seat and closed the back door. Her hands seemed a little shaky as she stood there naked, then she slid back into the front seat. Eddie was in complete shock in Anne’s boldness, hoping that he had found a new side of his wife, and his cock was harder than he.