When they get to the hotel, she brings out a little box- one he assumed had makeup or one of a million confusing gadgets women seem to think is import...nt to travel with. In a way, he was right. Over the last couple of months, she had gone online, and to some shops- picking things out for the trip. The first little baggy she picked out was fairly tame. Handing him the bag, she heads into the bathroom to change into something she hopes he will appreciate. When she opens the door, she finds him. He noticed the candidates name was still blank. He vaguely understood what this would mean for his new friend and he wasn’t about to let that happen to her. Quickly looking through the other files he found one for the young girl called Claire. Writing Clare’s full name on the certificate he carefully positioned it in her file, then putting it in the to-do tray on the managers desk.Just then the manager walked in. “Are you sure with your choice Professor?”“Oh yes I was looking for some one who. V. After the toilet, I walk past her room again and I hear like a shuffling sound coming from the room. So I stop just outside her room and hear her call my name. She called my name? Then I realised she called my name and it wasn't just the alcohol! So I open up the door a bit and look inside her room. There she was! In bed with the covers pulled up to her neck. So I said "are you alright?" to which she replied, "never better" as she winked her eye at me. she said "why don't you come over here. She leaned back, and took a deep breath. Her head rested on the cushy pillow. She watched her boyfriend’s brother tossing her underwear away before standing back up to undress. She could vaguely recall the prior chat. About hooking him up with someone. Maybe ... she had volunteered? Perhaps she had agreed to help him out in a more direct way.In her drugged state, it made just enough sense.Her gaze was glued to him and his actions, she had never been with anyone but her boyfriend so this was.