We have dinner in one of the private rooms out back and then move to the bar to see which one of the guys is going to make a fool of himself. This yea... it was my husband.I saw him standing next to her and wondered how he was able to keep his tongue in his mouth.She was a vision of youth and beauty wrapped in a sequined mini-dress. Most women couldn’t wear heels that high, but she floated across the room like a cloud passing in front of a full moon. Her reddish brown hair covered some of her. ." Yes, I'm sorry about that. I wasn't really trying to lie to you personally, just trying to protect my secret." You don't have to explain yourself to me. You'd be AMAZED at how well I know you already! And how much I love you already. In many ways I know you better than you know yourself, but that's not the issue now. Let's cancel the two pieces of advice I gave you in the car, because they're only temporarily useful. I'm going to give you two new pieces of advice, and these two will last you. He remembered her telling the story in front of her husband, a really good guy, who’d immediately asked him, ‘Why didn’t you just get one at a store, so it wasn’t really your sister’s? The guy couldn’t have known the difference, and you would have gotten your money and not actually stolen your sister’s panties.’ He’d reflected. ‘You could have split the money.’ He and his sister had just stared at each other, then burst out laughing. He looked at the clock on the big box store microwave, and. " Roy was sitting on his desk in the little open cubbyhole that looked out on the loading dock. He had some papers in his hand that he'd been shuffling through as I approached."You mean fired?" He asked me in a tone of voice that told me he wasn't happy. I assumed he just wasn't used to having to fire people. I'd never fired anyone either, but it was my father's decision. All Roy had to do was carry it out."Steve Lusby and Terry Klennert. Steve keeps screwing up the delivery orders, and Terry.