And it was already packed. The dance floor was full, and the music was playing a loud hip-hop song. It was one of Rita’s favorites, unfortunately.... She said that she was going to hit the dance floor, and told me to get a drink. After about an hour of talking and mingling with friends, I decided to check on Rita. To my disgust, Rita was dancing with our friend Juan and was already smashed. Someone had been giving her champagne, which she has a low tolerance for. What bothered me was that. They had only discovered that interesting fact in the past couple years, about the same time they discovered they both lived somewhere in Phoenix.Though good friends online, they were very reserved and tentative about meeting face to face, and their first date with each other had work friends along. They went to a concert, had a good time, went home, and spent hours discussing it with each other through the familiar anonymity of the chat room. It was still some time before they discovered they. As she drove off I followed and in five minutes she turned into a driveway, I parked on the road and helped her get her shopping out of the car, as we went in the house I put her bags in the kitchen.As she put the kettle on I looked at her, she was slightly chubby, big breasted, and wearing blue pants a blue blouse and a blue cardigan. As she made the drinks she said “Follow me” we went into the lounge and sat on the settee. We talked about this and that for a while and then she said “Do you do. Some of the noncoms had rooms nearby and I managed to get them too without an alarm being sounded.With this area clear, I went back outside and found the door that lead out of the fort. There was a large lock in the door and two oak beams for insurance.Lockpicking was one of the courses I was taught as a child but this one would be a challenge. It was not in the lock's ingenuity but because it took so much force to turn the key even if it was the right one for the lock.From the edge of my boot,.