She then walked back to hand me the box. I put the heel box on the floor of her garage. I looked inside the new box. My eyes got really big. It was a ...box full of huge bras, garters, and sexy nylons. Wow! Its the mother load. I said. She giggled. Wait! He hates these? I said. I pulled up a huge blue bra. The wire hooks were broken, the bottom were worn out and the tip of the bra was faded. I then pulled out a huge white bra, bigger than the first bra. It was worn on the front. There were a few. As the knowledge slowly percolated through my brain (assisted rather rudely by the sunshine in my face), I groan loudly, and crawl out of my bed for my monthly BME.BME stands for 'Book-Movie Extravaganza.' Once a month, instead of lounging at home or going out with friends, I bury myself in the local Borders to catch up on some reading, with a four- or six-hour movie break sandwiched in between. Today, I figured on catching 'Mission Impossible II' and '100 Girls.' One action, one romantic. As we soaked, we played footsy under the water.Annette asked, "So, do you have any problems practicing to make babies before we actually do?" No", I said.They smiled at me, "Good, because we're horny."Then the girls attacked me in the hot tub.Now, it might be every man's fantasy to have two women at once. But let me tell you something. The reality went way beyond anything I could imagine. I could barely keep up. I spent more then half the time helping one or the other achieve their peaks. Not. I thought , I have no idea who she is up here with. I know if I tell him that he'll call the cops on me for being a creep. So I just said Mike, he said Mike who? I have no idea what Mike's last name is or even if he is up here. So I said Kennedy. He looked again. Nope he aint here either. I didn't know what to do next, then he said buddy I think you have the wrong camp ground. I took that as an easy out and thanked him for his trouble. I pulled out and drove to the boat ramp to see if I.