With scissors in hand, I remove patches at a time. After a few cuts, the area is looking much better. Thank goodness, I am not a hairy man. Therefore,...only a small area needs to be cleaned up.Again Sara knocks on the door. “Dad.”“Yes, Sara.”“What is taking you so long?”“Do you want the truth?”“You know I do.”“Well, I had to mow the lawn. If you know what I mean.”She snickers. “That’s a nice. However, Kim is here.”“What time is it?”“It’s ten after eight.”Damn. I guess I lost track of time.. . well, as long as I don't get kicked to the curb – or miss getting what I need – I'd guess I wouldn't mind. As long as it is only Denise!" She looked back at me and laughed. "I just wouldn't hold my breath. You're good honey, but I doubt you could keep up with a young chick like her anyway."I was floored. Living in Arizona, we had friends who were into the swinging lifestyle. We'd discussed it a few times when we had been invited to parties, but had – so far – declined. Our relationship was. This time, they had staff to bring us plates; there was a choice of beef or chicken; I chose the roast beef, as did Lisa. After the meal was cleared away, speeches were made, toasts proposed and responded to; Garry spoke quite well, he somehow didn’t embarrass me at all; without mentioning any of my previous girlfriends.Just before the music was scheduled to start for the dancing and our Bridal Waltz, I excused myself from the table, and got up on stage. I had prepared a special song to sing. Redundancies. They were going to do it in tranches. I quickly realised that would mean a lot of guys looking for jobs. I was only twenty-seven, had a degree, and experience. I did not want to be competing with a lot of others for whatever jobs were available and I certainly did not want to be pushed out further on down the line. I wanted some degree of control so I bid for release in the first tranche.It was definitely my best move. I was offered a number of positions and selected one with a.