All I can remember of the beginning is walking into a high rise officebuilding, not knowing or being aware of why I'm there but finding thebank of ele...ators and taking the first available car to the top floor,the Penthouse suite as I'd first call it. I'm all alone on the ride upand there are no stops along the way. The doors open and I'm dumbstruckby the opulence before me. Marble floors with oriental carpet inlays andwalls of a shimmering floor to ceiling semi-translucent glass thatteases at. Oh god, she thought, I’m making him touch himself, just like he did to me! She was becoming delirious, power-drunk. She allowed her right hand to trail gracefully down, circling her navel and then continuing down onto her panties, massaging her abdomen for a moment before coming to rest, briefly, between her thighs. Then, still smiling but intent, watching him carefully, she began to imitate the motion of his hand on himself, synchronizing her movements to his.For a few moments they. Her mind classified Bobby as a “nice guy”, which was a designation that, only four or five years ago, would have meant he wasn’t in the dating pool. Nice guys were the guys you had help you with your homework when it really mattered. They were the guys you asked to be designated drivers for parties. They were big brother types. She didn’t think that was unusual. He was a big brother, to a whole slew of girls.She was hungry.She sat up and threw the covers off, only to realize that the door to. Did the guy hear me leave and go into the booth with her or somebody else go in as I left the door slightly open for anybody going by the see her with shorts down. I thought about these scenarios as I stood by the ATM for a few extra minutes hoping she would be having fun. Slowly I walked back and returned to the movie area, taking my time and getting change from the owner. I turned the corner and saw the door was closed all the way. I got hard thinking she has company so I listened for.