The boys and men had first saw the slim, serious-eyed girl walking around the beach on her very first day, and after a few inquiries and observations ...n characteristically nosy fashion of village folks, they came to know where she lived, and soon enough they would all be intimately acquainted with her nightly routines. During the day, the men and boy spies were always pleasant with her. They were gentle and asked many questions, sometimes kidding her with harmless jokes just to see her serious. 69.He should've taken the lift. A bit exhausted he reaches the target floor. Immediately he notices weird souncs coming from further down the corridor. Rhythmic bumps, a muffled voice? Two voices? It's really hard to tell... With one heavy bag of luggage in each hand he hurries along the hallway towards the source of the commotion. Room 4.69. Standing right in front of the door he thinks he can even perceive muffled screams mixed with slapping and bumping. Is someone being beaten up in there??. Opening it, I discovered two young ladies dressed for the occasion. I knew them both."Hey Nikki and Cassidy, what are you doing out?" I asked them. They were friends of my daughter Tasha, and I had watched them grow up alongside my daughter. I knew that Nikki was 20 years old like Tasha, but I wasn't sure of Cassidy's age. She was quite petite, both in terms of her height and her build."Hi Mr. Blake" replied Cassidy with a huge smile."Aren't you guys a little old to be out trick or treating?" I. “I’m fine,” I replied. “Did you sleep well?” “I slept fine. How about you? Anything unusual happen?” I asked. “No, nothing unusual happened you moron.” She punched me in the chest. “Except that you fucked my best friend.” “I thought you were cool with that.” “I am,” she replied with a sigh. “What I’m not okay with is that you tried to hide it from me.” “Oh, I see. I’m sorry.” I leaned over her and kissed her again. She put her arms around me and kissed me back. I ran my hand over her t-shirt.