" "Not that I expect him to come back." I was about to walk away. I had the information I was looking for. Her father brought her here and he had left...her. She was alone here, that was all. And then the words she was saying made sense to me. She was alone. I was alone. I was company. So I indulged her. "Why don't you expect him to come back?" "Oh, he left with some blonde. Went to the bathroom, he said. But I know the drill. He's been doing this since I was ten." This father seemed like a. "Finally: "Okay, I'll try anything once. See you there at 1? Right ... later, man."He ducked his head into my room. By this point I was pretending to be reading a magazine so he wouldn't suspect I had overheard his phone call."Hey Beth, can you take care of yourself this afternoon? Gonna hang out with Jasper." Sure," I responded, seemingly uninterested. Where was he going, and was it something about sex? Oh my God, was he going to a whorehouse?I had to follow him. There was no way I was going. It became much heavier and slower, I even heard him give a little groan as I shifted my leg to wrap around him. I bit down on my lip and looked up at Kevin, who looked straight at me. His perfect gray eyes glazed over with lust, and burned with desire. I could sense the fire in him that wanted to rip into me, and I there was no way in hell I was going to put that fire out. I could hear Jen moan and gurgle, and Dan say "Don't stop baby, I'm so fucking close." That rush of embarrassment came back. She, not too many security guards in this job as must were retired police or detectives, and said “there is some security footage you need to see”. I replied “ok should I come to your office”? She said “no this is something personal, I have deleted the entire day, and saved the part you need to see on a USB”. “So if you could stop by my room 301, across the hall from your room, after you get off work I will put it up on the computer for you to see”. So I spent the rest of the day wondering what.