He had studied the floor plan of the building extensively, and knew that this was the best way to get upstairs, since the elevator passed the kitchen,...where he could be seen. He doffed and stored his foldable poncho in his pack, and started hiking the stairs. On the third floor, he clipped the wires that led to the door alarm, and let himself into the main hallway. He could hear the voices of the girls in their rooms, talking & laughing. According to her class schedule, Allison wouldn’t be back. I turned the latch and the knob, and gently pulled the door open. No problems there. I poked my head out, and looked left and right. No people were in sight, and it looked just like a hotel hallway. No guards or nurse stations or anything like that. I looked at my door before withdrawing my head, and there was a small plastic plate on the door: "417".I stepped back in and let the door close with a gentle 'snufft'. I paused a bit at that. It didn't sound like any door closing noise I'd ever. ...Now backing up a little we had a big age gap between us and she seem very mature for 18 and I was 41 but she told me she had sex with a man my age that was the father of ex and boy did i masturbate that night on the phone with her. We also talked about fantasies we had both hotter then he'll and meaning we had a lot of phone sex in all hrs of the day and nite, we were things to make he so fel even better. I we wanted to fuck all the time and we had our spots as we called them first was a spa. “Hi, Sandy,” he called.“Hi, Mr. Brown,” I said, adding a cough. He and my parents were tight and I didn’t want him to squeal on me.“What are you doing outside?”“I.. I.. I’m getting some fresh air.”He began to walk to his door but stopped half way. Turning around he said, “Are you sick?”“Just the flu, nothing to worry about.”“And your parents?”“Gone to see my uncle.”“Mm, okay, you better stay inside.”“Yeah, I’ll go back in a minute.”C’mon, go inside I told him in my mind. I didn’t want him to.