“You are the only one who calls me at four in the morning as I wandered the halls of your hotel.” I reached the elevator and pressed the down button.
“Why are you wandering the halls at four am?” he scoffed. “Your conscience bothering you?”
“Does yours ever bother you?”
“Naw, I don’t have a conscience.”
“Must be nice.”
“I heard things went well tonight.” Fingers tapping a keyboard traveled through the phone. “The footage of some of the perps trying to justify taking part in an orgy with barely legal women is fascinating.”
“I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself.”
“I love exposing the bad guys.” He chuckled, but there was a sinister edge to it.
“Well, don’t let me keep you from all your fun.”
“I was calling to let you know several people have responded to Kylie’s inquiry on the message board I showed you.” More tapping. “None of them checked out, but one creeped me out. He mentioned her sister.”
“How would he know about her sister?”
“That’s my point.” He sighed. “So, you know. Keep an eye on her. I’ll let you know if she responds.”
“Thanks, Randall.” I laughed. “I’m kind of relieved.”
“Relieved about what?”
“There are things in this world that creep even you out.”
“I’ll take that as a compliment,” he said, and hung up.
I looked back down the hall towards her door, wishing I was on the other side of it. I could not believe I had confessed my attraction to her.
If my internal reaction to her with another Daddy was any sign, I was falling for this woman. Myjaw tightened, andIstoppedwalking,staringatnothinginthemiddleof the hallway. If anyone else dared to touch her, I would not be responsible for my actions. She liked to tease, which made my dick hard.
I rode the elevator down and stepped out in the lobby. No wonder the streets were so empty; all of Vegas seemed to be in Quad II on a Thursday night. I darted in and out of a large group of people and made my way back to Quad III and to my apartment.
After a quick shower, I groaned as I slipped into my bed. It had been a long day and would be an even longer weekend. Thankfully, I was too tired to dwell on the raid or on Kylie and drifted into a deep sleep.
With nothing pressing,I slept in. I had some breakfast, got in a workout. Peeked at my phone only long enough to make sure no fires had ignited before tonight’s activities. I enjoyed little’s night. It gave me an opportunity to be around the littles. Typically, I would enjoy being able to observe. Now I felt the pull to take part with one particular little.
The staff met in the security department's conference room. I spotted Kylie immediately, in uniform, waiting for the last instructions before the event popped off in less than an hour. Quad IV staff welcomed the littles going on the trip with a special lunch before herding them into several waiting buses.
Kylie caught my eye as the meeting ended. The two of us, along with four other men, made our way toward the elevator and up to the top floor to get Rayna and Tinley.
As I suspected, they were already at about an eight when we arrived. The scale would be off the charts by the time we got to the venue.
“Finally,” Rayna moaned from the other side of the door. At least she learned her lesson from last time and left the door closed.
I pressed my thumb to the scanner and let myself in. Kylie followed. The rest of the group stayed outside.
“What took you so long?” Rayna stood in an altered Dorothy costume. I didn’t even think about the littles dressing up. How did that not occur to me? Dorothy’s signature blue-and-white gingham had been cleverly reworked into a vest and pleated skirt. She’d paired it with her signature striped knee-highs and, of course, ruby-red Converse.
“Rayna, you look adorable.”
“Thank you, Uncle Patrick.” She clicked her heels together and giggled.
Tinley sat on the couch with Josh, dressed in an overall dress with embroidered puppies. Her hair was in two pigtails tied with fluffy rubber bands that looked like floppy ears.
