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The Wrong Reverend Part 2 Its Better in the Bahamas It had been a long dull week of living and working in Nassau in boy mode and I was looking forward to some action. I parked in front of a motel not too far from the seedy side of town. I went up to my room and proceeded to strip off my clothes and soaked in the bath tub, and then I shaved my body to a nice silky smoothness. I attached my breast forms with adhesive and slipped into a lacy little bra that supported well but concealed very little. Then I slowly slipped on thigh high sheer black seamed stockings and pulled on a white silky low cut long sleeve top, and stepped into a black, a short leather skirt with a broad leather belt. I chose a straight, shoulder length blonde wig with bangs. I applied extra thick black eye liner and a combination of shades of purple eye shadow applied just the wrong side of too much Then I outlined my lips to give a full sensual look and applied a very red, extra glossy lipstick and matching long finger nails For the finishing touch I put on a a pearl choker and matching drop pearl earrings, my cubic zirconia ring on my left hand and a gold signet ring on my right and a thick gold bracelet on my right wrist. I stepped into a pair of 3" patent black pumps. I glanced in the mirror and liked what I saw, As I walked down the stairs I saw a policeman standing next to me car. I said "Officer is there a problem?" He replied in a clipped British accent "There is if this is your auto, it has been parked here too long" I smiled sweetly and replied "Oh I was just getting ready to go out and must have lost track of time." He seemed unimpressed and said "May I see your license Miss?" Oh shit I thought and replied "Well there is a bit of an inconsistency" He held out his hand and said "Your license Miss" I fished it out of my purse and handed it to him His eyes grew wide and said "You are Robert Allard?" I smiled wanly and replied "Just call me Bobbi" He smiled and said "This is most irregular; I will need to verify your identity" He was cute in his little shorts and knee socks. I replied "If you will follow me to my room I can prove my identity" I turned and walked up the stairs wiggling my ass for all it was worth. When we entered my room I turned to face him and pulled down my panties and said "This should be all the proof you need" He stared at my privates and said "Yes indeed it is" I walked up to him and rubbed his crotch with my left hand while I sucked the index finger of my right. Then I said "Is there anything else you desire? He smiled and said "Well yes err....my wife is not fond of taking it up the ass" I smiled seductively and took a lubricated condom out of my purse and said "Well I do so enjoy it" I unzipped his fly and fished out his cock, gave it a couple of strokes and slipped the condom on it. Then I turned and leaned up against a dresser and spread my legs apart. He was not a gentle lover, he entered me with a force that lifted me into my toes and nearly collapsed my arms that were supporting my upper body. He pounded my ass mercilessly over and over, with each slap of his loins against my ass his cock pushed further into me and with each thrust my anticipation grew. Finally his powerful piston passed my sphincter and pushed to my prostate. Every bit of tension in my body just evaporated, while I reveled in the tingly feeling. Again he thrust and I was in ecstasy. Then he pushed very hard and I could feel his cock spasm and then it was over. I turned to him and said "Your wife doesn't know what she is missing" He laughed I continued "By the way what is your name?" He replied "I am Jeremiah" I lit a cigarette, inhaled and slowly blew out the smoke through my nostrils and said "So very nice to meet you Jeremiah" He replied '"There is someone else who I am sure would like to meet you if you are interested" I replied "How many of you do I have to screw to fix one parking ticket? " He laughed and said "He is a wealthy and powerful man and he would like you". I said, "The only power that interests me is how powerfully he can pump his penis in my ass" He called his uncle Barnaby Jeremiah asked "Are you available about 9PM TOMORROW? I reply "Sure" He said" I will pick you up here" Well how is it I find myself here in the Bahamas fucking cops not because I can't afford a ticket but rather because he seemed to want me. Worse, on this stranger's recommendation I have accepted a date with a man I don't know from a hole in the wall. As you may recall I fled to the Cayman Islands after helping Pierre escape and helping myself to some of Reverend Neil Radford's ill gotten gains. I found life there too dull and confining and decided to move to the Bahamas and bought a few rental properties around Nassau. I was making a decent living managing them, but I had a lot of time on my hands. I spent a good deal of time exploring my own sexuality, I tried going back to hetero sex, and even tried gay sex, I even tried lipstick lesbian sex. I didn't like gay sex or lesbian sex, but I did still like sex with a woman when dressed as a man and sex with a man when dressed as a woman. The compromise was that I spent the weekdays in my male persona but most weekends I went enfemme. I lost a good deal of weight and kept my body shaved. More and more I looked forward to the weekends, but it wasn't easy finding willing partners. It was back to the anxious days before I got involved with Neil. The problem was back then I wasn't nearly as hooked on sex as I had become after doing Neil and Pierre on a regular basis. When nine o'clock came, I had on a very tight fitting, low cut red dress which came up to about mid thigh. The dress came with a little matching bolero jacket I was wearing knee high black high heeled boots, Underneath I was wearing black thigh high stockings, a waist cincher with garters, my very realistic life-like 40 D breast forms, a gaffe to conceal my private parts. The jacket helped conceal my slightly over sized shoulders, but there is nothing like a low-cut dress and big tits to focus the stares away from my shoulders. I had on my straight shoulder length blonde wig, and red lipstick and nail polish that matched my dress Jeremiah picked me up in a BMW sedan and drives me to a secluded beach house I entered the house and saw a very handsome man about 6' 2" probably in his late 40's or early 50's He beamed a huge smile and said "Welcome Miss" I replied "Just call me Bobbi and extended my hand" He took my hand kissed it and said "I am Barnaby; you are new in our country?" I replied with a smile "Yes I am" I take out a cigarette, He lit it saying "Allow me" I looked around and said "Well Barnaby you have a lovely home" I walk out to the French doors to a patio, enclosed by a wrought iron fence and gazed out at a beautiful full moon over the ocean He replied "Actually I do not live here I use it on occasion for meetings' With a look of mock surprise, I glanced over my shoulder at him exhaling and said "Oh what kind of meetings?" He walked up behind me and said "Why romantic meetings of course" With that he kissed the back of my neck and his hand started to caress my butt cheeks. I immediately reached down and pulled down my panties and pulled up my dress exposing my ass. He bent down and kissed it I reached behind and grabbed his arm and pulled him up. I took one last drag of my cigarette, exhaled over my shoulder and said "You can kiss it later now I want you to fuck it!" With that I gripped the fence with both hands spread my legs and bent over. He was indeed a very powerful man. He was maybe not as big as Pierre but much more ardent and energetic. Each thrust lifted my heels off the floor the swollen head of his cock blew through my sphincter and touched my prostate. I wiggled my ass as a reflex. In response he thrust with wild abandon over and over again. The moon and stars seemed to get all blurry as I reveled in the moment. Suddenly I felt his cock spasm and then a warm feeling filled my ass. Slowly he withdrew, and excused himself to go to the bathroom and clean up. Rather than wait for my turn in the bathroom, I had a better idea and I stripped my clothes off and ran bare ass the 20 yards into the ocean. I just splashed around not wanting to get my breast forms or wig and makeup wet, but I did let my sore bottom soak in the cool ocean water. Barnaby came out and I saw him by the patio. I called "Come on in the water is fine" He replied "I don't have a bathing suit" I yelled back "Neither do I!" In a moment, Barnaby was out of his business suit and running toward me in his birthday suit. We embraced and he immediately kissed me. I ran my hands up and down his muscular back. Now I kissed him, my tongue parted his lips and thrust inside his mouth. He responded by squeezing me even tighter. The water was about up to our knees with the occasional wave reaching my waist. He kissed my neck and nibbled at my ear. I reached down and caressed his buttocks. He had a nice round firm rear. He reached down and took hold of my semi rigid penis and I returned the favor. His was still limp. We kissed and cuddled and stroked each others cocks until both were erect He took me by the hand and we walked up on the beach. He lay down in the sand and I knelt down straddling his head with my knees, he licked my balls and I felt tingly all over; then I lowered my head to a position right over his erect cock. My tongue darted out and licked the head, a string of precum extended from his cock to my lips. All of a sudden I felt his mouth around my cock and he began to suck it slowly. I followed suit, my senses of smell was filled with a musky manly scent. As he increased the pace of sucking, I did too. I could hear the waves gently lapping the shore just a few feet away, but there was nothing gentle or desultory about what we were doing. The pace was now frenzied. I came first, but he followed just moments later. We got up and splashed back into the water, I bent over and washed the sand off my knees, Barnaby dove into the water and surfaced. I walked over to him rubbed his chest with both hands and said. "Let me know when you are ready to go again Stud" Actually I was ready before him, so I pumped his ass full of cum. As we lay there in post coital bliss, he looked me over, said "Bobbi I have a proposition for you" I smiled seductively and said "The answer is yes if it involves sex" Barnaby laughed and replied "I am an official of the government and married but I am bisexual and I have found the real joy in physical relationship for me is not with a woman. I am looking to have a very discreet arrangement one or two nights a week and am willing to defray some of your expenses" I replied "Barnaby I neither need nor want your money, and I will not be your mistress" He looked disappointed I smiled and continued "But it so happens I am looking for a handsome stud that will be able to satisfy me sexually once or twice a week and I think you just might be the man for the job" He burst out laughing and said "I'll take the position" I smiled and said "No I'll take a position" and with that I got on my hands and knees and said "Woof, come on big dog" I was standing looking at the moon smoking and Barnaby came up behind me and said "I think I will enjoy this new job" I turned to him smiled and said "Well let's go over a few details" He said "Uh Oh here it comes" I said "First exclusivity and or monogamy are not part of the deal. Second we will try to keep to a schedule but if one or the other can't make it, there will be no hard feelings" He said "Oh Bobbie if you can't see me I'll definitely be feeling hard" I replied "Very funny, I am not your mistress and you are not my boy toy, we are friends with benefits, agreed" Barnaby smiled and said "Agreed!" He continued "I have one request, just in case we are seen together I would like you to wear a different color and style of wig so it would be difficult to connect me to you" I said "That's fine, but I thought we would be meeting here" He responded 'We will but I travel outside the country and if you were interested, you would be welcome to accompany me" I said "Well I have no passport with a picture of me like this. I would have to travel as a male" He interrupted and said "I can take care of that for you, but now we must be going" Jeremiah drove me home. I immediately goggled government officials named Barnaby. It turned out he was the Attorney General that might come in real handy in the future. I would go for a different look when I was with him in public, he was an important man and his mistress should not look like a bimbo but having a white mistress was a status symbol. I gave Jeremiah a few pictures in different wigs and make up He got me a Bahamian passport and other id docs as Roberta La Croix The look that he picked was the sexy librarian, Longish auburn hair, heavy eye make up but with glasses, medium red shade of lipstick The sex with Barnaby was great, he was safe unlike Pierre, and he didn't try to control me like Neil It was not love but as time went by I grew very fond of Barnaby, I enjoyed his company almost as much as I enjoyed his body. I accompanied him on two trips, one to St Martin and one to Aruba. I traveled separately from Barnaby but always in the company of the newly promoted Inspector Jeremiah. I found these trips to be pretty dull, Barnaby was always busy until about midnight. The hours from midnight to dawn were filled with raw passionate sex but otherwise there was little to do. One evening after sex, we were sitting on the patio when Barnaby said "The US authorities want to talk to you in connection with some money missing from a charity" I replied "and do they have any evidence of wrongdoing on my part?' Barnaby laughed and said" I suspect not Bobbi, or they would be asking to do more than talk to you" I replied "Well what do you think I should do?" Barnaby said " That would depend on whether you are guilty or not" I laughed, smiled seductively and said "I am guilty of a lot of things but not of stealing money from a charity" Barnaby then said" Tell me how this all came about" I then recounted the whole money laundering scheme, and the events leading up to the episode when the money was transferred but left out the sexual subplots. He asked "So how was it that you convinced the Rev. Radford to give you his password?" I replied "In a manner that the Reverend would not want to have revealed" "Was it criminal?" he asked I replied "Is assault with a friendly weapon a crime?" He laughed and said "It would still be your word against his" I grinned and replied "Oh but it was a threesome a m?nage a trios if you will" Barnaby looked surprised and said "If your third party was the rather shady Pierre Duchesne then he hardly counts as a credible witness" I pouted and said "Oh all right, if need be I can produce pictures of the Right Reverend Radford sucking Pierre's dick!" Barnaby gasped and then started coughing. When he recovered his composure he said "I didn't see that one coming" and continued "Nor do I think the FBI has any clue about that" He thought for a while and said "You should meet with the FBI" I replied "Really" in surprise. Barnaby grinned and said "Let me be more specific, Bobbi should meet with them and weave a tale of illicit sexual liaisons with the homophobic Reverend and imply that the money was transferred to get you out of the country and to buy your silence" We Met with agent in barrister's office, He was a straight arrow Southern boy who introduced himself as Agent Sanders and who clearly doubted my identity. He took a fingerprint. I spread my legs ala Sharon Stone and said "Please feel free to verify anything else Agent Sanders" He insisted on calling me Mr. Agent Sanders said "Now Mr. Allard the Reverend Radford has stated that he was trying to help you, an old college friend who was down on your luck, by having you deal with some local charitable groups. Unbeknownst to the Reverend you and your homosexual lover diverted the money into criminal pursuits and eventually stole it, and fled the country" I smiled and said "Well Agent Sanders it is an interesting story, but not all true. I did help Neil out by making deliveries and picking up checks and cash. I would deposit them according to his instructions. I did meet Pierre Duchesne in the course of this business but my original contact was a man named Miguel Vega. Neil instructed me as to where and when to meet Mr. Vega so I assume this charitable relationship was ongoing when I got involved. I had no idea it was anything but a charitable organization" Agent Sanders said "Do you deny that a significant amount of money was transferred to your account in the Cayman Islands? I replied "No, not at all, it was kind of like severance pay from Neil" Agent Sanders asked "Why would the Reverend pay that huge an amount of severance pay for what you described as little more than messenger services?" I smiled seductively and said "Because those weren't the only services I provided to the Reverend" Agent Sanders was taken aback. He then asked "Just what kind services are you talking about?" I sighed and replied "The kind of services someone like Neil would be willing to pay a huge sum of money to have not become public knowledge" Agent Sanders pondered that answer. As he did I stood up and said "I must be going, if you have any more questions they should be directed to my barrister, it was very nice to meet you Agent Sanders" He managed a nod. It went about as well as I had hoped. I had denied wrongdoing and made poor Agent Sanders at least pause and think about an alternative scenario. An alternative scenario with potentially damaging consequences to the Reverend Neil Radford and his supporters. The question that kept bothering me was why? Neil had considerably more to lose by pressing the case. Did the Feds think they were doing him a favor? I got my answer a day later. A voicemail from a number I didn't recognize but from a voice I instantly recognized. "Bobbi hope you enjoyed meeting with Agent Sanders, let me know if you want me to call off the feds, I am sure we can work out a mutually satisfactory arrangement. Then again, someone as sexy as you would no doubt be the most popular inmate at a federal prison for men. Maybe a slut like you would prefer incarceration" That Son of a Bitch! I called the number back; it went right to Voicemail I said "OK I can return you most of the money but I'll need some time" In about twenty minutes by phone rang, I saw it was from the same number and I let it go to voicemail. When I listened to the message my blood ran cold, he said "Oh Bobbi I don't want that chump change you stole back, it's you I want back" The man had a very unhealthy obsession with me! But it takes two to tango and I couldn't deny that when things were good I had gone well beyond the call of duty to build that obsession. When things went bad Pierre wanted to kill him and I said No. I still believe that was the right thing to do but I must admit to having second thoughts now. Who would ever have thought he could slither out of the situation I left him in. Naked, bound, and gagged in a cheap hotel room, with major money missing form his charities and suspicious transfers done to Pierre and me. If nothing else it proved just how resourceful and determined and yes obsessed the Right Reverend Neil Radford could be. I needed a plan to get him out of my new life, but it had to be foolproof. One started to come to mind but it was complicated and involved getting Neil to the Bahamas. I needed to be on my home field where I had the in with the authorities. That was a major flaw. Neil was no dummy; he wouldn't come here unless he trusted me. And there was only one way to reestablish his trust and that was to give him exactly what he wanted. I dialed the number and left the message "If payback is a bitch, consider me yours, see you real soon" Barnaby extracted a promise to accompany him on a trip to Miami the very next week. I was happy to go because it would be helpful to my plan Barnaby was busy all day Sunday with morning meetings and afternoon golf. I enlisted Inspector Jeremiah in my plan, he was reluctant but knew if anything bad happened to me Barnaby would blame him I took a long relaxing shower, and shaved my body all over. Next I did my makeup; I used a moderate amount of eyeliner and applied my false eyelashes. I had chosen a medium red color for my lips and nails. I was going for a classy look rather than my more commonly used tarty or even slutty look. I used a lip liner to enhance the outline of my lips and achieved a very full look. I wore a sleek, straight shoulder length Blonde wig with bangs. I put on a waist cincher with garters, very sheer thigh high white stockings. I wore a black and white dotted, low cut dress with a short white jacket with three quarter sleeves that came down just below my bust line. I put on a pearl choker, and drop pearl earrings, slipped on a costume jewelry wedding band, and large cubic zirconia diamond solitaire, and slipped my feet into 3" pointed toe white pumps. I admired myself in the full length mirror and thought; you look like a very sexy woman off to church. Went to Neil's service on Sunday On my way out I stopped and shook his hand and said "I really enjoyed your sermon, and would love to hear more on the topic. " I slipped him a note that said "Room 114, you know where, don't be long! B" I had Jeremiah in the next room in case it got out of hand. I sat there in a slip, thigh highs 3' stilettos, a string of pearls and earrings, nothing else There was a knock on the door, I let him in Neil looked me over approvingly as I walked back towards the foot of the bed. I turned to face him. He slipped his hand between my legs and grabbed my balls. He scowled and said "You owe me big time Bitch! and I intend to take it out in trade" I grabbed his necktie and pulled him to me, kissed his lips. Then I sat down on the end of the bed and pulled him down on top of me. I said "Happy to pay you back, but doesn't talk about it just do it!" My legs were spread apart and he was kneeling on the floor between them. He started on the inside of my left leg just above the knee and started to kiss. His kissed the proceeded all the way up to my crotch. Then he repeated the process on my right leg. I was hard as a rock and I was sure he was too. Breathing heavy I said "There's a condom on the nightstand" He said "Fuck the condom" I replied "Neil use it for your own good" He grabbed it a slipped it on and knelt down. I pulled my knees up to my chest and rubbed my ass pussy and moaned. Then I put me legs on his shoulders and he stood up. I shouted "Hurry Neil, Fuck me!" He entered with a huge thrust and then repeatedly pummeled my pussy harder and harder. I grabbed a hold of my own cock and jerked it for all I was worth. I came in my hand about 30 seconds before he shot his load. When he came out of the bathroom, I gave him a come hither look and said "Do me again Neil! I want more" He stuck his cock in front of my face and said "Worship it slut" I proceeded to lick it up and down over and over. I sucked on his balls. But he still wasn't hard He turned away and said "Kiss my ass" It didn't do much for me but I went about it with all the gusto I could muster. I heard him put on a condom, he turned to face me so that I was on my knees in front of him, then he suddenly grabbed my head and rammed his cock into my mouth. He proceeded to thrust his cock in deep and pulled my head toward him with every thrust. It wasn't like giving a blow job it was just literally getting fucked in the head. He had come prepared. To give him some recovery time between ejaculations he had brought along a dildo which he used to fuck my ass and my mouth when he wasn't up to it. Finally after about three hours He said "I have to get back to the church' I stifled a laugh since he seemed to note nothing ironic in that statement. I composed myself and fixed my makeup as he got dressed. When he was done he turned to leave and I reached up to his shoulder. He turned and looked at me quizzically. In my best husky voice I said "When can I pay the next installment?" For the first time that day he smiled. I said "Neil I want to see you soon but I can't be traveling to the US anymore. The FBI is looking for me! Can you come to Nassau?" He started to shake his head no I put my finger on his lips and said "Oh But it's better in the Bahamas" He laughed and said "OK I'll call you and we will set something up" Neil went on his way. Jeremiah knocked on the door and asked if everything was ok and I replied "I'm fine just give me a couple of minutes" I sat down, I was sore in all my holes, I lit a cigarette and took a long drag and exhaled it slowly. The plan had begun to work. I had reestablished his trust, he had not balked at the use of condoms, and he was willing to come to the Bahamas. All of these were key elements to my plan. I wish I could also say that my sense of accomplishment was being overwhelmed by feelings of remorse and disgust at myself for what I had done. But that wasn't the case. No, I wasn't fond of being fucked by a dildo, but I had to admit I was turned on by the rough hard sex. And I had to admit that sex with Reverend Neil always made me feel like a bad girl, a very bad girl and I very much liked that feeling. Sex with Barnaby was great and fun and safe, but it lacked the edginess of fucking Neil. I knew I would need to watch my own emotions if this plan was to succeed. Neil's touch might make me tingle but he also was the man I needed to be free from. Neil sent me an email saying he would come in three weeks on Wednesday I looked up Pierre in Freeport got him to buy in to my plan and agree and provide a key part of the plan I needed two males, one a Caucasian in his forties, the second had to be young with documentation to prove his age and irresistible when dressed as a female Pierre called to confirm he had the two people we needed. We met and I gave him some of my documents and picked a time a place to meet and laid out the plan in detail. When the Wednesday came, I had on a very tight fitting, clingy red wrap dress which came up to about mid thigh. I was wearing knee high black high heeled boots; underneath I was wearing black thigh high stockings, a waist cincher with garters, and a gaffe to conceal my private parts. I had on my straight shoulder length black wig, and red lipstick and nail polish that matched my dress. I picked Neil up at the landing and drove him straight to a motel. The door hadn't closed behind me before I was on my knees in front of him unzipping his fly and fishing out his cock. I slipped a condom over it and swallowed it voraciously. What followed were two more hours or rough hard sex. Finally I said "Let's get out of here and get something to eat" Neil said "Fine be let's not be too long" We went to a little club down the street and gat a bite to eat a couple of drinks. I talked Neil into dancing a slow dance with me. We went back to our table and Jean; Pierre's right hand man entered the club with Barbette in tow. She (He) was breathtaking. She was tall, had long legs, a gorgeous ass, and a beautiful face. She had huge dark eyes and a million dollar smile. Jean announces to the entire club that this is Barbette his 17 year old niece visiting from Haiti I motion to Jean to come over. I introduced Jean as a business associate to Neil. They sit down join us for a drink. Neil seemed taken with Barbette. She flirted with him and then asked if he will dance with her. Barbette has some excellent, if suggestive dance moves and Neil is happy to be her partner in rubbing body parts. Everyone in the club was watching their every move. Finally they came back to the table and I say to Neil l "Let's get back to the hotel" Neil replied "Why don't we stay a little longer" I get up in a huff and say "Neil I am going back to the hotel now!" He reluctantly gets up and follows. We get in the room and Neil said "That little bitch got me very horny!" I replied "So you are back to wanting females?" Neil laughed and replied "She is no more female than you" I said "And just how do you know that?' He said "Well she told me when were dancing, but I had already felt something hard down there" I replied in disgust "You letch she is just a kid" Neil then dropped his pants, exposed his hard dick and said "But you're not Slut! Come and suck this" I grabbed a condom from the nightstand and slipped it on him and then proceeded to give him the slowest teasing blowjob I had ever done. Eventually I coaxed a very large amount of cum into the condom I then slip the condom off his limp cock and go into the bathroom I passed the cum- filled condom it out bathroom window to Pierre who had been waiting in the alley with Barbette. Pierre then gave it to Barbette who is naked, except for a robe. She smeared the cum on a dildo and stuck it up her ass Then she jerked herself off into a condom and squeezed some into a small plastic capsule and puts it in her mouth. Then she grabbed the dress and panties that she had been wearing which Pierre has torn. They walked around to the front waited outside our room. When Neil took his turn in the bathroom I placed a call inspector Jeremiah who was around the corner, then let Barbette in, and threw her clothes all over the room. Then I left the room and joined Pierre in his car. Neil came out of the bathroom and Barbette rushed over to him and kissed him; she bit down on the capsule spilling its contents, and thrust her tongue covered in her cum into Neil's mouth. He gagged and pushed her to the floor, she screamed! That's when Constable Jeremiah and the vice squad came in. Barbette cries and said the Neil had raped her. He is hauled off the jail and she to the hospital. They recovered Neil's semen from her ass and hers from his mouth. Neil was not concerned until his lawyer informed him that the age of consent for homosexual sex in the Bahamas is 18. Neil's lawyer then attempted to embroil me in a conspiracy to frame the good Reverend. But it just so happened, a guy with a passing resemblance to me used my passport and credit cards in St Marten that entire week. In the end it wasn't much of a trial, Neil didn't have a reasonable case. It did get a lot of international press coverage. I did go to his sentencing. Barnaby arranged a seat next to the prisoner's dock. After the judge sentenced him to 20 years, I stood up looked over at him and said "I am sure you make some nice new friends in prison Neil and always remember its better in the Bahamas"