She said she wanted to make sure he locked the door but her sexiest nightwear was getting shown during this time. I made believe I was going to bed to...see if they would say something to each other when Mario got home. I was hoping that my absence would encourage them to speak openly with one another. I fell asleep a couple of times before Mario got home and did not get to hear what they said to each other. But one morning when I went to wake Mario up he said he needed to talk to me. I told him. Have a fantastic trip,’ Kitty said warmly. ‘Oh, I will,’ Misty replied. It looked like she was staring at Kitty’s booby again, so the clerk stood up a little straighter and stuck out her chest proudly. ‘Thank you, Katrina,’ Misty said. ‘Call me Kitty!’ the clerk squeaked. ‘I’m sorry. Kitty. I was just reading off your nametag,’ she giggled. ‘That’s okay. Nobody calls me that, though.’ Kitty giggled, too. ‘Well, have a great time in Florida. I hear it’s real nice down there this time of year.’. God, I must have left it unlocked when I left this morning he thought. What if my son saw the things in there. What would he think? Would he say anything to anybody about his father's secret?Maybe he didn't see anything at all and just left everything alone. He would check his security camera just to make sure. He had installed a camera in the room hidden from view so he could see if anyone entered his room. He re-wound the tape and put it in his VCR viewer which replayed the tape and showed it. "Again!" and put the glass back down for him. He must have seen something on my face as he said, "I'll leave it here. Let me know when you're done." He walked back to the other end of the bar. I must have had four or five of those when my mind snapped back to thinking about what the fuck I was going to do. On the face of it, he'd just been looking at porn. It wasn't cheating. The content of it, though. So graphic in its desire to humiliate and control. I was so confused. Did he want that? Would.