As 11:00 that night rolled around, I even had a chance to read through a month's worth of Variety, re-immersing myself in the industry and the box off...ce takes. I was happy to see that "Spiderman", Kirsten Dunst's first wide audience film had shattered records, if only briefly before "Star Wars" and Natalie Portman's film opened. I twinged a little at the thought of having broken up with Natalie and wondered where she would go now for management. I was sure she would land on her feet somewhere,. She wasn't there for a minute before a flock of guys had approached her. Some were aggressive and tried to grind on her while others tried to introduce themselves. I was helpless on my barstool, but I'd done it to myself.My wife narrowed her flock down to one guy and, by the time I came back to reality, they were getting pretty hot on the dance floor. She was bent over, which gave him a great view of what he might expect later, and had her beautiful ass pressed into his crotch.At one point, I. Unfortunately the liaison with the "uncle" ended, I never knew why.I began taking my sister's panties and trying them on whist she was still out. She usually left her worn panties on the floor by her bed so it was quite easy. Unfortunately she came home early one afternoon, she went straight to her room and saw the panties were missing. She came into my room and stood before me, I know I went very red, she held out her hand, I gave her the article. She told me to sit down, I did so, she said. "I raised my eyebrow at that. She just stuck her tongue out at me and then continued speaking."I tried to go for fifty. But, he only had the twenty in his pocket." She grinned."How did you know that I was really cleaning my room?" Simple, you're very willing to hide things. But, you hardly ever lie. So I knew that as unlikely as it was you were 'GASP'," She clutched her chest dramatically, "going to clean your room." Aww Ma'am, it was nothing. For my next heroic deed I am going to put this.