“My pleasure, miss whatever your real name is. No way Sheryl's your actual name.” I read busted in her smile. She stated: “ Tonight it is. Just ...or you.” “Just for me? What an honor... Sheryl.” I paused. “Is there a reason why I get it granted?” Her flirtatious smile again. “Rarely ran into another player. At least not as good as you are. Plus, we might get lucky tonight, who knows?” I chuckled. Nice to hear. Nothing I wasn't aware of, though. Again, she was testing me. Never actually stopped.. I chose five girls to track that were just leaving the showers with towels around them. As they went into the locker room I found that there had to be at least a hundred cameras placed all over the place. I could look right across the tile floor all the way up to be looking down from the ceiling. The window for these cameras showed windows for x, y and z locations of the viewpoint in the room. Below those were two windows. One showed x and y planes, the other x and z on a computer generated map. But, instead of a sword, he had a baseball bat.The night of the attack was the first time that he had seen his Mother naked. Then, at the park, she had slept naked in the bed with him. She told him that she ALWAYS slept naked. She had figured that, since he had seen her that night, she didn't have to hide her body from him any more.Ever since, she had walked around the house in a thin negligee. It didn't hide anything, so he saw her body almost every day. He hadn't thought much about it until. ”When we climb back over the ridge things seem noticeably brighter, though I hadn’t felt it was any dimmer back there. It was just quieter, but… somehow it was visibly quiet. That was weirdly and unexpectedly stressful. A different weird stress than the rest of what I’d met here.Suddenly and cheerfully, he suggests “Let’s have a minute of sunshine and something to drink before we get back to it.”“Huh?” I ask, a bit distantly.“We’re already down here,” he says, “We may as well have some fun.