"I will let the fiberDyne people talk to you about what your investment with them means, but for the moment it is treated as an unrealized investment,...so it is effectively off our balance sheet and not something you need to declare until such time as FiberDyne assigns a value to your share of the company." I'll be meeting their president, Lloyd McCoy Tomorrow morning. Edwina Ibarra tells me that my parents were close friends of his." They were. They met on the flight out from New Jersey when. Me: Please don’t play this ‘nothing’ game with me!Again she was silent.Me: I promise I won’t tell it to anyone.I felt she might be worried that I would share with my mom.Disha: I just had a break up last week. Since then, I am not even attending my theory classes. I only go for practicals.I felt sorry for her and I exclaimed and asked, “What had happened??”Disha: I saw him half naked on my bed with my roommate who was wearing my lingerie.Me: How the hell on earth a guy can cheat on a hot girl. She was laying on her stomach at the foot of the bed (closest to the t.v.), with her hands propping her head up. I walked over and hopped on the bed and asked if I could watch with her, she said yes. I don't know how long it was before I asked her if I could see her naughty places again and without saying a word she slowly rolled on to her side without removing her eyes from the television and slid her shirt up to show her tits and then moved her hand down and unbuttoned the fly on her jeans,. “I promise I’ll be a good girl. But I left you a present under my pillow. Have a good day, Uncle Nick!” followed by three grinning devil emojis.He pushed back the sheets and, only in his boxers, walked down the hall to his niece’s bedroom. The door was open. Her dresser was topped with volleyball and basketball trophies, medals, and ribbons. He inspected each, proud of her accomplishments, and then went to the head of her bed, and lifted the pillow.There were her pink panties, rolled neatly.