My treatment at the salon resulted in me leaving with blond hair in a long pageboy style, and long red acrylic nails.During the ride home I remarked t... my wife, "They didn't tell me how to remove these nails. Do you know?" No, I'm afraid not. I've never had mine done that way," she answered."What am I going to do Monday when I go back to work?" I asked."They'll look just fine with your outfit when you report to work Monday," she answered. "Trust me." Outfit? What outfit? I can't go to the. Both were firsts. Yup, Uptown was definitely the goal to aim for.I was directed into a small well-lit room, the only occupant sitting on the opposite side of a flat desk was a small, pale-faced man, about mid-fifties, I guessed. He wore a white laboratory coat, as if he had been arrested at work, his studious look topped off with a neat bow tie. The lenses in his spectacles were not unlike the bases of whiskey shot glasses. He didn’t look like a criminal, no, he looked more like my family. "They ran into some sort of problems with the schedule so they have to stay the weekend or fly back up Monday morning. Mom had to work - and she has to replace her passport." Do you have a passport?" Regan asked.Andy couldn't help the snort that escaped his lips."I've never been farther than 50 miles from the city," he said. "That was for a baseball game when I was a sophomore. I can honestly say the thought of a passport has never crossed my mind until this moment." Even when you learned about. Philip had seen a new girl working down near the front part of his company's multi-story building and he wanted to have her come spend time with him in his office that afternoon. He found out who she was and where she worked and sent word to have her come see him at 3:00 P.M.When the knock came at his door, Philip knew it was the new girl and he buzzed outside for his secretary to let her in. When the door swung open, in walked a young lady who didn't look to be much older than 16-years old but.