" He said. "I'm just here for moral support."She told us to feel free to look around and find her if we had any questions, and then she left us. "You ...an pick out anything you want." My dad whispered to me. "Yeah but they're really for you." I said. "You should pick out what you want to see me in."He glanced over his shoulder to make sure we were alone, and then let his hand slide down the back of my pants. He pulled me close and squeezed my ass playfully. "Baby, you have such a sweet little. I hesitated for a second outside the toilets but thought "fuck it" and followed him in. There didn't seem to be anyone around as I passed by the row of sinks, and rounded a corner to see a row of urinals on one wall, shower and toilet cubicles on the other. He walked right down to the end urinal and began to pull down his swimsuit, I stared intently but before I got to see his junk he noticed me.I decided to act natural and made my way down to the urinal next to him and was immediately grateful. "It'll give you a chance to get a feel for the new shell." Lydia smiledbroadly."Okay let's do that."Lydia tossed her a pair of trainers from the wardrobe and the new girllaced them on.After she had looked around the floor, which included a kitchen, gym,spa and the cafeteria, Lydia took her for a walk outside. The buildingextended back a long way, which had not been apparent when she hadgotten out of the taxi, what she had learned from Lydia was now twoweeks before. All the time they had walked. I hit the strip and passed back and forth quite a few times seeing what was available. None of what I was seeing looked too impressive (especially compared to some of my last adventures in Orlando) but nothing was going to stop me. I came across a super skinny blonde wearing tight jeans, who was obviously a working girl (and a junkie). The opportunity to pick her up was too perfect.I swooped in and she hopped right in. She was right to the point, "you a cop?" she asked. "No, show me that you.