She waved cheerfully to him as he pulled out of the drive of their spacious home, the sleeve of her robe slipping down her arm as she waved. Closing ...he door she went to the window and peeked through the curtains for a few minutes to be sure he was gone. Stan was a hard working mechanic that did everything he could to make sure his beautiful young wife had no wants for anything. The house had been bought from the inheritance he had received after his father’s death. He had wanted to. Mistake number 2 was calling a Mistress who lives in Washington DC the Nation’s Capital where there are spies on every corner. The CIA and FBI and everyone else. I happen to have a very exclusive list of clients who will gladly do any favor I want. So I now have the numbers for his 5 closest friends, his real name and address.So I do a little test. We have his phone call I let him make his confessions and clear his soul of any wrong doing. Getting charges dropped for female friends who he. Do you think you can handle that?” I nod. Margie picks up her Gucci black leather purse, and follows Kimberly to the lady’s room. I go over to the adjacent table and follow Margie’s instructions. The girl’s mother is reserved after listening to the sex chat at our table for the last half hour. When I commend her helping her daughter to learn to drive her demeanor changes and she gives me a big smile and accepts my hand. Then I turn to mom’s slutty daughter, smile, offer my hand and palm her. Nick and Bethany had volunteered to clean up, and the rest of us went to the sunroom to socialize. They joined us about twenty minutes later. Since Jessica had asked for a quiet evening, we all sat together, talking and listening to music, until it was time to head to bed.May 3, 1987, Chicago, Illinois“It’s about time for me to leave. How’s your race going, Tiger?”“It’s not,” I said. “They red flagged it about an hour ago because Bobby Allison tried to fly his car into the stands.”“What?”“It.