Tonight, you may recall,we have theatre tickets to see "The Rocky Horror Picture Show." So Ithought we would go out to lunch and then collect the cos...umes I havehired for you," my wife said.Reading this I guess you may know where this was leading but I had notheard of "The Rocky Horror Picture Show" before and had no idea what itwas about. I understand that my wife had let the boys know that wecould either go to see it or "Mathilda" knowing that the boys were fondof horror films. She had. Instead, she closed the door and, blinking away her tears, started to drive away. She slammed on the brakes and punched at the window button again. He was there immediately, question and maybe hope plain on his face."I don't even know your last name!" she said, rubbing at tears."Hamilton," he said. "Josh Hamilton."She was lucky she didn't get a ticket for inattentive driving on the way home. If she had, she would have probably told the patrolman her name was Josh Hamilton.The next week was pure. "What the hell was that Mr. Wolfe?" I wasn't sure what I was asking him to explain as I shook with anger.He looked at me without the due confusion I was half expecting him to greet me with, I was expecting to get a hand across my face- because that's how my problems had always been 'solved' by my father, but he just smiled at me. I wish he fucking hadn't. It made me even more pissed off, and I grabbed hold of a chair nearest to my desk and tossed it. It clattered nosily against some desks and. “No I’m just really sunburned” Trying to play it off, but I was blushing. We got off at the 31st floor and I followed the ladies down the hall to their room. I enjoyed the view of each of their rear ends as I followed them. Jenna, who was on the curvier side, had to have at least a 40 inch ass. I watched as it swayed back and forth. Mandy’s tight round ass barely jiggled as she walked. I bet I could bounce a quarter off of it. Kacey’s denim skirt and black bikini bottom rode up just a little,.