It was Emily’s panties. They happened to be positioned right under his nose. The novel was written by Robert Heinlein and it was called “Friday”... It was about a female secret agent and takes place sometime in the future. Heinlein was one of Tommy’s favorite Sci Fi authors, not only was he an excellent writer, but at times he wasn’t afraid to include a little sex in his stories, not like most of the other Sci Fi authors. Oh you couldn’t say his stories were exactly pornagraphic, but those. She was wearing a big coat, under which she was completely naked. Luckily the place was in semi-darkness, which helped us to relax a bit.There were two men sitting right in front of us, and another came and sat next to her.We watched the film for a few minutes, but I was actually much more turned-on by the thought of what my wife was going to do, and wondering whether I would be able to help her. Eventually, I reached across and unbuttoned her coat; aware of the man next to her was watching. I sprinted into my office, grabbed the portfolio containing my senior project and was back to the car in less than two minutes.I was showing Larry what I had and he was grinning, “Why you sly dog! These are pretty damn good, you know, for a senior project. If you want, I can sit with you and Linda and help you modify these, so we can start laying these into your overall floorplans.”I told him we already had the numbers of the different sized units set in concrete, as they were already sold. We. I can't be their little daughter again. They try so very hard to make it easy for me. But I can't.I am an asshole, not a sweet daughter.I can't go to Mary, either. It would be too painful, even though she does not know about me and her husband. It might even be less painful if she did.Which brought me to the question I had not asked myself until now. Strange that I had not. It was the question how Eric could know? Only Phil and I knew. There had been nobody else, had there?Phil must have told.