“Way Too Much Fucking Information ... But I wouldn’t have it any other way,” I gleefully conceded. “So what happened next?”Dad continued roc...ing in his chair with the same grand, knowing smile, “Well, I had told a buddy of mine about my plan ... just the basics, of course ... not all of the juicy details ... and asked if I could wash up at his place afterward. He agreed, so I drove over there, showered, put on a clean change of clothes, and then spent the whole day out.”“Did you let Mom know. "Damn, Sal, don't do all of our work for us. We would have found it, but you walk in, figure out what we're doing, see the problem, and rewrite the code to make it work. If you can do that, what the fuck are we here for?"I looked at Sandy and the men, and then said, "My job is to keep you men working intelligently. Working nonstop from Thursday thru Sunday morning isn't intelligent. Even I would become inefficient after being awake for that long. My job is to keep you men fresh and productive.. There wereareaways between the buildings that kept you from beingseen from the street or the buildings themselves. Ofcourse, there was always a chance someone would eitherwalk or drive down the alley, making you very visible. My wife wore a black lace garter belt, brown stock-ings with back seams, black spiked heels, black lacebra, and a dark green mini wrap dress, which tied inthe front. We walked to the middle of the alley andchose a spot. My wife wasted no time in removing herdress, bra,. Afterwards, she goes home and takes care of Manolo, so I suppose he’s pretty happy about the arrangement, too.”“I bet!”“Today, after I told her you were coming, she helped me get cleaned up, you know all over, and get dressed. Do you like what I have on?”“It’s very nice,” said Jack.“I wanted something that was pretty, but safe if somebody other than you knocked on the door. I didn’t think prancing to the front door and opening it wide while wearing a Merry Widow was something the neighbors.