They drove across town to where another fellow student ran the
night desk of  a seedy motel. Armed with laptop computer and modem,
a nod and a wink quickly secured the use of a vacant room's
telephone line. The modem whirred, beeped, clicked, dialled and
squawked until the connection was made and protocol established
with the modem hooked up to Lucky Motors company computer. A little
sweet talking online and in no time they were in. Circumventing the
password was accomplished in very short order and soon all of 
Lucky's personal files were up there on the LCD screen in their
damning entirety. Most of the stuff was of little value but some of
it was simply priceless, and such gems were quickly archived for
future use. First to undergo careful scrutiny were the major
accounts and relevant correspondence pending. This was where the
fun would begin, with a flurry of highly imaginative and colourful
replies to esteemed clients and important suppliers.

As expected Lucky's English composition was as shabby as his oafish
manners. In order to be convincing it was important not to evidence
any noticeable change of style, but the content was to be a
different story altogether. The first letter to bear Lucky's new
found brand of humour was an answer to an excruciatingly polite
thank you note from the Japanese car manufacturers managing
director Mr Yoshiaki who had enjoyed Lucky's hospitality on his
visit to Australia and who expressed warmest thanks and good wishes
to Mrs Wallace from himself  and his wife.

Pike began the unsolicited reply in Lucky's bland and schoolboyish
style until it veered off into the realms of sexual fantasy about
exactly what all four of them could do together naked in the
Jacuzzi with a touch of playful spanking thrown in for good
measure. He went on to elaborate, in a crude nudge nudge fashion,
how he'd noticed the highly sensuous MrsYoshiaki's approval of Mrs
Wallace at the restaurant and how great it would be to cultivate a
deeper and more meaningful relationship. Having a smattering of
Japanese himself, Pike concluded the missive with some Yokohama
gutter humour and a deliberately misspelled salutation which would
certainly be interpreted as vulgar double entendre.

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