Julia walked in and went up to the desk to check-in. There was a sweet little old man behind the counter that took her ID and credit card. After a f...ew minutes of typing he looked back at her a little embarassed."It seems there has been a mixup in your reservation." He started. "The room is occupied." Julia's heart sunk. She didn't have any idea what to do now. "Is there any other rooms available?" She asked.The little man behind the desk just smiled and went back to typing on his. He began to look for a bouncer to put an end to this when he noticed both bouncers standing by the door watching Kiki's show. They were elbowing each other and nodding knowingly, as if this sort of thing had happened before.When Tyler turned back, what he saw was the final straw. The girl he was supposed to marry six months from now was sitting in the lap of a 22-year-old skate punk. She had her right arm draped around his neck as she filled his mug with beer from the pitcher in her left hand.. She stared around the roomat the faded, peeling wallpaper, the discoloured paint and the worncarpet, its pattern no longer clear."This is awful," she said, almost crying, "How could I make you livelike this?" It's not that bad," he replied, bravely, "I only sleep here. I spendmost of my time working." Where's your case?" Under the bed. Why?" Pack it?" Pack it? Why?" You're coming home." Coming home? Why?" Because I forgive you."****Ruth unlocked the front door, pushed it open, then. My work made it easy for me to be away from home but that wasn’t sufficient, I needed to play a game, the game was what really intrigued me, the flirtation, the secrets, the risk and reward…yes that is what really did it for me. Sara fascinated me, never had I had an opportunity to fuck such a beautiful girl since I was her age, now I was in a position where we where not just k**s of an equal age but instead I was an experienced man, able to satisfy her even though she had experience beyond her.