He didn’t speak much, but it was clear he was taking in everything around him. ‘Call me tomorrow at 6am’ It said. A phone number was printed in ...eat handwriting next to the benign command. He didn’t ask for her number. He didn’t try to impress her. Just a note in passing at the end of lunch. She tried to remember if he had done it in view of her previous boyfriend. She pulled the covers up over herself as she tried to remember his name. That failed memory was certainly telling. What she. Instead she was sipping her tea and telling everyone in the room stories of growing up near Death Valley. When the mechanic came to tell them her car was ready, they were told the bill had already been paid and that they had changed all four tires seeing as how they really needed replacing. They had a number for the man that had paid the bill and Carl called him to say thanks. The call led to coffee at the donut shop and that led to a friendship.Carl knew him as Peter, a 30ish man that had done. Lol…. I tell her to come on. She asks, come to your office? I said, come to me and we can make that happen right now. She asks again, in your office? I said, yes, I have been waiting to get some of that ass for a while. She said that could get messy in your office, that is nasty. I said I miss touching, kissing, and f… that big ass of yours too. She said I won't come to your office for that, but get a room and I will be prepared. I left it there and we talked about a few other things.. Jenny was in tears, all I could think about was that our parents would kill us for being so stupid and dad would never let us live this down. I could hear my dad, “See I told you so! This trip was a mistake from the start…” on and on even imagining it I hated it.Cleaning up what we could we gathered our things and complained to the night manager but all he could and would say was “Too bad, what the fuck do you want me to do about it? You should have kept your money on you.” Walking back to our.