He concentrated on the guard's shoes, the next time the guard moved he fell over as the laces had been tied together. "Whathafuck!" the man said and t...ied to untie them, but the knot was so convoluted that he had to cut them apart.Chris watched this from inside the room and gave a laugh, this was wonderful! Why hadn't he known about this before? Now things would get better.It was some hours later when the guard opened the door, he was looking at the key wondering why he'd forgotten to lock the. As soon as we're driving mywife tells Bill something serious must be done about my appearance.Bill had already anticipated that and had made an appointment at ebeauty salon. So that's were we go first.The lady at the beauty salon is a close friend of Bill and she knowswhat is expected. I'm ordered to take off my shoes, shirt and jeans.I ashamed but don't really have much choice. In only my knickers,shorts and stockings I feel very vulnerable. Bill brings in my trunk.My wife takes out a white. It was Mr. Jones. "What'sgoing on in there?"Brian quickly pulled his shorts up and walked around to meet him."Hi Mr. Jones. I think Paula went into the wrong change rooms. I walkedin on her by accident" he said."Is that true? Are you in there Paula?"I reached for a towel and tried to cover myself. I had no idea how towrap it, so I held it in front of me, covering my whole torso."Yeah, I'm in here!" I called out in my shrill voice."Well, you'd better get yourself into the girls' change rooms.. They were now perfectly joined along a single seam, and because of the precision with which I'd aligned them, you couldn't really even see a seam. It just looked like the material went from one kind to the next, just like that."The seams are perfect," Bud told me as Harley and I marveled over the effect. "They're as strong as the original materials, stronger than the Kinetex actually." So what next?" I asked. "Do we start assembling pieces now?" We do. Things must be done in a particular.