The moment she realizes that there is another guy in the room she freaks out and starts shouting at me. I calm her down. I tell her that it is birthda... surprise and all of that. She just does not listen and she cover’s her body with a blanket and asks that guy to leave. I signal him to wait. She is still quite tipsy. I start telling her dirty things.Me: baby, imagine me and him sucking both your boobs at the same time.She: No, I don’t want it.Me: Oh c’mon, imagine you are sucking me while he is. Right? My job at the time required constant training, so I would go to Atlanta several times a year. This one time in the hotel elevator, a guy starts hitting on me hard. I brush him off nicely but get to my room and start thinking about it. Make and add on craigslist and a guy comes over to my room. He's quite a bit older than me but who cares at this point, elevator guy got me horny. Unlike every guy in the past I got more physical with this guy as far as reciprocation. I stripped for him and. It gives me a little more confidence when I'm socializing.”“That makes sense. How much time do you spend out of your gear?”“Pretty much the work day."“Oh, you're a sleeper, huh?”“Yeah...” Danielle admitted, “I am. I just feel safer here than I do out there.”“Well, as long as you're getting out and doing your job, that makes some sense. I mean, I develop this stuff, I certainly spend enough time here. I just don't really like to sleep in it. I don't feel naked enough.”Boldly, Danielle looked. He floated back to Monday morning. There was a big smile on his face as he entered the small cubicle and he cheerfully exclaimed, ‘Good morning young sir! How was…’ He stopped, surprised to find Dylan slumped on the paper strewn desk. Immediately he walked up and placed a reassuring hand on his friend’s shoulder. Alarmed by his weeping employee he calmly asked, ‘Son, what’s wrong?’ When Dylan looked up, he recognized the look of a beaten, humiliated man. The horrific physical scars paled in.