Hot Cop Action...As you may or may not know I am currently in North Carolina at the nations largest Gem Show. If you have never been to this Gem Show you can't even begin to understand the scene. Pearls, Rubies, Emeralds, stones, Gold, Silver, Chains, Opals...as far as the eye can see. Tables and tables lined with millions of dollars worth of jewelry, gems, fossils, carvings. Larger than a football field all under one giant enclosed tent with air conditioning.Hot Cop Action...
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And what I thought was little to no security.
I was shopping a pearl table (at least 500 pounds of pearls were laid out on this table), I am with two of my best friends, my husband, and my cousin. My mother, father, uncle, and aunt are somewhere else at the show. Suddenly six cops come out of no where.
"Ma'am?" Cops says. "This your party? We need you and your whole party to step outside for a moment?"
"Step outside, please.
A Pirate's Life for Me...A Pirate's Life....A Pirate's Life for Me...
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This story occurs about two years before I was born. I love listening to my parent's stories, they are much better than my own. This is one of my favourites. My parents spent many years crewing on a sail boat named the 'Mistress' (my first home). The Captain/owner of the 'Mistress' was a raging alcoholic named Greg.
I'd make up a name for him to protect the innocent, but there is no need. First off, Greg is no innocent. Second, we think he's dead. Yes, I said *think*. About ten years ago his boat was found run up on a reef off of the coast of South America. He was not aboard, nor was anything of value.
One of a few things had happened. He got drunk, ran his boat aground fell off, drowned, and some one salvaged his boat. He got drunk, was attacked by pirates (yes, they do exists), they killed him, threw him overboard, and salvaged the boat.