”“Looks like it’s a date, then,” Mitch confirmed with his redheaded trophy wife, “what time is best for you?”“Make it seven and be promp.... Seven tonight, bring your gorgeous lady wife, tell her to wear her shortest, most revealing dress, pumps or heels, no bra, and laciest panties. I want her dressed like a woman eager to fuck, because that’s what she needs to be. I’ll want privacy for much of the night, as I’ll be screwing your wife in the master bedroom while the rest of you wait for us to. Then I took out the talis, drew it over my shoulders and wrapped it around my arms. I put the bag in my coat pocket.I had been given a moustache and a full, bushy beard and a pair of glasses that didn't do anything but help obscure my identity. I was also aged with some wrinkles.I entered the door to the sanctuary and stood at the back to survey the room.The Bar Mitzvah boy had just taken his place in front of the open Torah and was ready to read. The gabbai sang out announcing the first. Mike went to the office and dialed her, but was met with nothing but ringing. On about the tenth ring, he remembered Jenny saying she was doing that Christmas special from Disney World, and of course, she'd be there. There was no way to reach her that he knew of.With the phone hung up again, Mike stared at the letter some more. Why would Jenny have given them the money to send a troublemaker to her home town?Be fair, Mike thought. No one thought of Heather Sanford as a troublemaker until a. I looked at him disappointingly. “Don’t worry. I’m not done with you yet,” he said. He threw a pair of shorts at me and told me to put some clothes on, at least for now. “I need a smoke, and we can’t go outside naked. That would definitely arouse suspicion with the neighbors.” I sighed, but got dressed. He knew I hated the fact that he smoked, but since we weren’t dating, it’s not like I could get him to stop. When we got downstairs, he opened the back door and let me out first. I stood there.