She had padded straps to secure my arms and legs. She removed my wig andearrings and must have looked quite a sight.I felt a moist warm towel placed o... my face and a few minutes later Ifelt wet flannels remove all the makeup Kelly had previously applied. Itwasn't as heavy as when Jaz had done it. I closed my eyes and tried torelax wondering how I would look. I felt Jen run her fingers across mychin and upper lip. "Think we need to give you a closer shave to avoidthat five o'clock shadow."Jen. Now to head home and figure out how I could get her all dolled up to go out.It was around three in the afternoon when my wife returned from her visit. I was watching the TV when she came in. I noticed she had a bit of a glow about her, I'm not allowed to ask a lot of questions about where she goes or what she does . That's her private time she says. So I just asked if she had a good time ? She said she did and she sat down on the couch and put her feet up on the coffee table. Still trying to be. I must have hadthat look of appreciative ecstasy on my face, as I let it melt into mymouth with Darla saying, "It's been that long huh?" Yeah, it was just something that you forget about when you're tryingto survive. In a way I'm thankful that people wasted so much from thegrocery stores to the restaurants, they kept me fed. I know it wasn'thealthy but it was survival. Sometimes the stores kept me clothed withthe stuff they threw out because they couldn't sell it. Most of thetime I was. “What? What are you talking about?” I asked.“I’m talking about the fact that Lissa and I only got seventy-five outfits ironed on Monday and we’re down to twenty on the rack. We need outfits for people to buy tomorrow. We’re increasing sales every day someone wears one of our outfits onto the court—win or lose. We need to iron more.”“Do we need to have Amy ship us more?” Lissa asked.“No. I think we have enough stock and it’s okay if we sell out on the last day. Amy and Kate are filling orders at.