Thousands of photographs lined up in neat rows in long plastic trays that rested on heavy duty shelving. Within the trays, the photos were grouped, se...arated by cardboard dividers that said the name of the persons in them. Sean and Mike flipped through a few. ‘Hey isn’t this that Miranda chick that was in rehab so many times?’ Sean said, holding up a photo of a woman with two men, mid-coitus. They found several that had subjects having sex and clearly unaware of the photographer that spied on. I hugged her to me and whispered sweet nothings and endearments to her for that first sex had been wonderful. And to think this was only the start of our "session" together.I felt like the luckiest man on Earth.*I returned home just after midnight.I closed and locked my door and leaned back against it as I recalled the past few hours I had spent in Ruth's company. I felt completely empty. In those hours, I had given her all that I had and then some. What an amazing experience for someone who. She was in a pink color suit and pyjami. She looked left and right and invited him inside. After a few minutes, I too got into my flat with the spare key.As I entered, I heard them both talking in my mom’s room. Mom was holding his hand and they both were sitting very close to each other on the bed.Stranger: Kavita ji, you are as beautiful like you looked in your Facebook picture.Mom: Thanks.Stranger: I never thought I will be meeting you.Mom: I too never thought I will be sharing my personal. "Hey, Ms. Hallewell?" I shouted, peering down an aisle. "Ms. Hallewell? Should I clean upstairs?"My shouts were met with silence. Shrugging, I glanced up the staircase. At the top of the stairs was a landing, a dead end, but there was a single door on the right. I looked back down the aisle, making sure nobody saw me, and when the coast was clear, I quickly made my way up the stairs.I don't know why I felt nervous, even. Why should I? I'm an employee, I was bound to go up there at some point.