Los Angeles

You arrive at LAX after dark and take a cab to your hotel. The office you are going to is actually in walking distance from the hotel, which makes it convenient. You take a quick shower to wash off the travel feeling, then go right to sleep.

In the morning, you wake up on your own before your alarm goes off. You shower, get dressed, grab a quick bite at the hotel breakfast bar, then decide to get an early start on the day, so you head to the office.

You find it strange that there are only a few people walking around outside but chalk it up to it being Los Angeles. The entrance lobby is off the main drag and a bit up a side street. You get to the main entrance and discover the door is locked. You try to look through the windows, but the door and windows have that silver coating...the kind that lets you see out but not in.

You head over to the door to try it again, when you are suddenly pushed back by the door swinging open. A large black woman steps out holding a nightstick like a caveman holding a club.

“Get the fuck out of here you perv,” she yells at you.

Stumbling over your words you manage to spit out, “I’m…here…to…uhm…see…Ms. Martin.”

She gives you a cross look and is still holding the club above her head.

With your heart still racing you continue, “She hired me to set up a new network for you. Something to do with installing new security cameras.”

Lower the club she replies, “Oh, well then why the fuck are you here so early?”

You look at your watch and realize that you forgot to reset the time from your last trip or take into consideration that yesterday was daylight saving times. Pulling out your phone you realize it is actually 6:30 AM. You explain to her what happened.

The lady guard tells you that the offices in the building are primarily photographers, modeling, and acting agencies. Nothing big or famous. She tells you that some of the photography is erotic in nature, and a lot of horny men are always trying to sneak a peek, when they walk by. Hence the reason behind installing the new security system. She offers for you to sit in the lobby and wait, but you decide to go back to the hotel around the corner.

As you walk back to the hotel you can’t help but think that the security guard, while not a hottie by any stretch of the imagination, still made something stir inside of you. She is a very large and imposing woman. You jokingly think to yourself, that you’re surprised that she isn’t working as a professional lady wrestler. And something about her taking charge, gave you a little charge in your pants.

When actual 8:30 rolls around, you head back to the office. This time the door is unlocked. The security guard from earlier is nowhere to be found. This time it is a large white guy by the door. Your typical bouncer looking guy.

You are escorted up to Ms. Martin’s office and are taken aback by the countless gorgeous women you pass in the halls. She explains to you the network and security upgrades and you decide against telling her you already knew because of your earlier run in today.

Ms. Martin also informs you that they fired the last guy because he kept “accidentally” walking in on different photoshoots.

Fortunately, for you, all the cabling has already been run. You just needed to hook up and program all the equipment. Unfortunately, due to the nature of the photography going on there, you have to keep waiting for rooms to be empty before you can go in them. By the afternoon you’ve only managed to get 3 of 12 rooms done.

At one point Ms. Martin comes to check on your progress and you explain the reason for the slow results.

“If you want, I can get you a key card, and you can come back this evening and work through the night. Would that be better?”