She had been using the library, but with the perverts running around, she never really felt safe.Besides, she didn't really have many friends. The guy... just seemed to want to get in her pants, and the other women were fearful of her looks. All in all, she was a very lonely woman. She had come to hate college life, so much so that she had considered quitting several times. There were nights that she would lie in her bed and sob in her loneliness and frustration.That was why the simple offer from. Her pupils dilated; my heart beat faster. Before I could answer she turned gracefully and walked away. Ignoring the people around me, I looked at the card. The front said, "Winn Hutton, EVP Marketing, CIBC" which was of mild interest to me – she was likely Canadian too. The neatly lettered note on the back was much more gripping: "Find me before 10:00."The clock said 09:47. I made my excuses and left the main hall at 09:52. I think I said I had a meeting to get to. I found her a few minutes. Then, his watch began going off and got up from the bed. He said, ‘As much I want to stay and admire your body, I have to go. I have business to tend to tomorrow. I hope to see you at the Carnival.’ I looked and said, ‘I’ll be there.’ Once he left my suite, I listened in to his conversation from the tracking device and voice recorder through a pair of headphones. I listened in. Harold was on his cell phone talking to his soon-to-be-fiancee, Susan. He was talking about a plot involving. He chuckled and laughed and kind of stammered but he finally said it, mine is bigger than that. With that, Traci's head fell forward and said really. He said yep. She now got an odd look and asked Tre if she could see it. He really started to laugh and said he would be proud to show her. He then told her he needed a kiss first as he walked closer to her. They started to kiss and soon I saw Traci's hand rubbing his cock through his pants. He finally steps away from her, and drops his pants and.