The first of the two limousines is due to be delivered next month with the second to follow a month later. I need to hire at least two drivers who wil... double as bodyguards. I have a couple of guys in mind that recently retired from APD. I think we will need at least six to be able to staff the limos 24/7." Do what you need to," I told him.The phone rang and startled me. I picked it up and Christina told me Mac and Mike had arrived. I asked her to send them back.Audrey let them in and winked at. "Seems you had more luck," he said."Depends," I replied and took Martina's hand. "Wanna try it?" I whispered to her. She looked at me incredulously, but said nothing. We went to the exit, and I led her upstairs to the stalls. Aside from the "normal" ones, this shop had a "partner box", which was double as wide as the other ones. That was the one I led her to. Triss hesitated, unsure what to do. "What're you waiting for?" I asked. He shrugged and came into the stall with us.Inside was a wide. I prayed that nobody would recognize me. The second I was out of the car, my sister yelled over to a group of her girlfriends "Hey everyone, come get a look at my brother". I tried to run but she had a grip of my hand and wouldn't let go. I was surrounded by all her friends. My sister then pulled up my skirt showing everyone all the lingerie I had one. They laughed liked hell. I couldn't do anything but cry. One of the girlfriends called to my sister and said that they were all going to call. “Curly, next time you help, your friend starts with the footlocker. It takes less time to fix a bunk.”Because there was not a single hair anywhere on the body of the Triple Strong, Leven gave Ken the nickname Curly.While Leven had no objections to Mike’s footlocker, he pointed out a sloppy tugged cover blanket and sent the big mattress and covers of the Tyrannous to the floor. “Spike-Face, fix your bunk and then you too will detail clean the hall, starting at the other end.”Roy was pretty sure.