I knew I'd been a bit over the top. I got halfway home and I turned round to come back, hoping I'd find you there. And then, just as I came round the ...orner, I saw Tim and Beth go in. I thought, well they're sure to talk to you, if you were still there, and I didn't think we needed them if I came back, so I did go home then." You mean I needn't have got rid of all those films, I've made myself bug eyed in the last forty-eight hours going through them all." Well, I don't know. I really didn't. My panties were so wet. I grabbed my purse and disappeared into the house. What was happening? Why was I so wet and turned on by Danny? Duh, he's so gorgeous and built and gentle... I ran upstairs to my room and locked the door. There was too much going on and I needed to breathe. I must have fallen alseep because when I woke up it was after dark and the house was super quiet. Still in my little black dress, I crept down the stairs. People in sleeping bags and on air mattresses littered the. Readingthe Post on the subway, I came across a brief blurb on Page Six aboutAlyx Edmunds- "Porn star by day- Art star by night".? I needed to findout more about this.Work just flew by again.? Clint had me working on some follow-ups tothe Esplanade project, and I could see I was going to be buried in ablizzard of paperwork for a while.? He suggested that Marilyn fromaccounting had some experience in this and that I could have her 'onloan' from accounting for a while, since this was a priority.?. As I got older my panty wearing fetish subsided and wouldn’t rise up again for a little more than a decade. All my siblings got wonderful grades except Ken and me. We weren’t exactly the brightest of kids, sort of day dreamy and idealist, pot head alcoholics is what we became. Every day it was smoke weed, and cigarettes, rebel and anarchy, punk rock and girls; standard fourteen year old mentality. However, my thong fetish was discovered. The girl who sat in front of my during my eighth grade.