"Explain that you've been sneaking around behind my back doing what? Messing around with every guy in camp? And one guy flirts with me and you push hi... away? To what? Fuck him in a bathroom? Or not even that..what the hell did you do?" Her words were sharp but her cheeks were red. Had she been crying?"A-Abby I didn't mean to hur-" Trixie stammered, "I thought you'd hate me…" Hate you? I don't hate you I l- I don't know what I feel about you but it isn't hate." Abigail clumsily admitted. She. .for those who stand long..and the forests will echo with laughter." Letting the song move along without her she glanced down at the three monitors watching as they moved from isle to isle.She was 40 years old, a security guard for a downtown music store that sold CDs,DVDs, video games and other odds and ends that a normal store like this one carried. Syn was toned,she worked out twice a day, first thing in the morning, as well as later in the night after work. Most guessed her between. Guys were milling around, waiting for the right opportunity to pounce or for a booth door to open so they could slip in for however long it took to suck off the guy waiting inside.The arcade area consisted of two hallways, each hallway was lined with ten booths on each side, each booth had a little light above the door that indicated whether or not the booth was occupied. We wandered the hallways until we finally chose an empty booth right in the middle of one of the aisles and slipped inside,. When he came back some time later he ask me what had really happened and I kept telling the same lie I had given him earlier.He got mad as hell and started to beat me until I told him what had actually happened. He sat there a few minutes thinking before he stood up in front of me. He told me this is what you will do, say a friend was babysitting her if mom or anyone else asked. My mom knew I had been using babysitters for a while and it was normal for others to watch her while I was at work..