He had to stay a little longer than he would have liked on the stepper, but Phyllis explained that she needed to chart his pulse and respiration incre...ses to know where to start him out.It must have been 11:30 when they told him to go ahead and shower. He briefly wondered how they had access to the club after the scheduled closing. Something else to find out.There was no way he could know how similar his shower encounter would be to his brother's. When he turned around because he sensed. She decided to collect the package she was expecting from Cassie, herself, directly from the lobby. She had to check the pictures Cassie took while visiting the client apartment. Going nearby the reception, her attention was drawn to the brunette who seemed to be in serious discussion with the reception assistant. Assistant from whom, she had to take her package. Standing at a safe distant, she waited, hoping that the lady would hurry for her to get back to her room. ‘Kindly contact him on his. Now where’s your father?’ At the mention of his father, Caleb straightened and a cloudy expression crossed his face. His eyes went over her head and he pointed one finger in the direction of a hallway. ‘I put him in there. He has a pulse, but he isn’t moving. Which is fine by me,’ he tagged on, his expression darkening into something that made Peyton shiver a little. ‘What happens when he wakes up?’ she pressed, a little torn between figuring out the problem and just getting Caleb the hell out. I saw Alice bend over and Adrian asked her what she was looking at.“Her pussy, I wanted to see if it was painted.”“That is the girl’s choice, some girls have the body shape to need it and some don’t.” Adrian replied. “It also depends upon what the girl is going to be doing, there’s no point painting an area that isn’t going to be seen.”“Or not.” Alice added and both Adrian and I smiled. We came to the girl with the full bush and although the student had done, presumably, the best that he could.