She asked what I had I mind,but I simply told her to be ready for what ever might happen. I calledher about 4:00 and she had just finished showering a...d was starting todo her hair and makeup. I instructed her that when she met me at thefront door she should be only wearing her perfume and a smile, which isone of my favorite outfits. At 4:30 I called her again to see how she was doing, and was informedthat she was all ready and dressed as I had requested. I told her I wassoon on the way. I did worry that Sgt. Sanchez might come in to check on me. I sat in a stall for at least 10 minutes just letting the tears flow. When someone came in, I made it sound like I was having a hard time going so as to cover up the sniffles. After they left and I knew it was clear, I made my way to the sinks, threw cold water on my face and looked at the person staring back at me. All I saw was this pitiful excuse for a feminine looking male, wearing women’s underwear under a man’s uniform and. .."Chad was still busy with the laundry, but he was watching the timecarefully. It was coming up on his deadline for leaking. Fortunately,he knew he was close - very close! The two women were in the kitchen butthey were speaking so softly he couldn't hear them, other than somegiggling of which there was more than a bit.He suddenly felt himself peeing again, a bit more than usual. And a fewseconds later... "I'm leaking!" he called out excitedly. He had made itonce again! He felt nothing. I told my daughter not to text me for the next 2 hours. By that time, I was in the air for my first ride in a private jet. In the meantime, I continued ignoring all calls. A limo, Mom? Pretty cool, huh? Wait 'til I tell you about the private jet. A private jet? Sweet! Dad's in the doghouse? Yup. Is it another woman? No more questions, girl. I'll be back next week, but don't tell your father that. Let him sweat. He deserves it. When will I hear from you? Every night around 9. Be good. Take care.