Every FuckingThing. If I find one hair on you when you come out of there, I'm gonnacut off the skin it's attached to. Capiche?" I gaped at him. "And l...avethe door open. I don't want you thinking you got a choice here."I knew better than to question. With a tear rolling down my cheek, Iwent into the bathroom and got started.It didn't take long. I was already mostly hair-free. Electric clippers,then lather and razor. Twenty minutes later, I was totally hairless.It's strange though... the only. Pete I'm going to think about you all day. I'll call you this evening. Love and kisses." Love to you too, sweetheart."We spoke every evening. Jack Gibbons, my mentor, finally gave me the promise that he would be best man. He asked if there was anything that he could do for me before the wedding. I couldn't think of anything right off. Would he contact Ginger to see if there was anything she needed doing? He agreed that he would and promised to be here two days early. I reminded him that Lenora. I killed the vacuum cleaner, causing the heads of two cats to peer out of the door of a room they deemed safe from the noisy monster I was shoving around.I thought the number looked like one I should remember. I put the phone to my ear. "This is Barry. Can I help you?" You can come get me and do what we did yesterday, except I will forgo the restaurant meal for anything you can come up with, starting with a peanut butter sammich." Well, hi there yourself, Jessica."She laughed. "Hi, Barry. I'm. I thoughtthat the men's companions would have done something about stoppingthem, until I realised that the women were just as bad. Everyone,including Jude but excepting me, thought this was a great joke, and itcaused laughter whenever someone caused me to jump or yelp.I was also the butt of jokes and filthy innuendos, and when someone, ina very loud voice, asked whether the shortness of my uniform had anysignificance, my wife set out to humiliate me by telling everyone thatmy uniform started.