She staggered in shock, and her heart was in her throat as she saw Luther standing at the door, staring at her as she pushed Bobby through the throngs...of people bumping and grinding in the loud, hot club. She couldn’t tell if it was the pounding base, or the pounding in her ears as Luther opened the door for them. ?Have a good night, maybe we’ll see you around here again.? Amy could barely breathe as Luther’s thunderous voice resonated through her ears. She could feel the perspiration. The goddam dishes could have gone in the dishwasher, end of story. Instead, she had to make a big deal about it and act put-upon because we (I) hadn’t done the smart thing and run the stupid machine earlier. The only thing missing was an eye-roll, and perhaps that’s only because I missed it.We’d gone to sleep without making up, a mistake. This morning I got up and showered shaved and dressed without speaking to her. We barely made eye contact. It was probably stupid of me to drive in that mood. Our wives were safely secreted at Cindy's house in Drescher's Glen, andnow all we had to do was help the team get the three stooges we had boundon to the offshore assault vessel, then facilitate the insertion ofreplacements. We agreed to help and soon were walking our body doublesdown the road in panties, bra and spike heels, to the jeers and catcallsof the "ladies" of the village. We entered the cottage and viewed ourthree victims still looking terrified. We made some body changes (ThankGod, I. We all had another Mojito each and then headed out into the night.It was almost full dark now, so we spent a good hour just wandering round and Kelly shot dozens of photographs of the lights and people. She would spend a little while looking at something then take a few photos from different angles, she was really getting into photography and had a natural flair, very few of her photos turned out duff."Didn't this area used to be full of sex shops?" asked Lorraine,"Last time I was in New York,.