The Dorm of Delights

My name was Connor Chapman, and I worked as a dorm warden in an electronics plant.The plant's manpower was supplied exclusively by young women. Most of them had quit studying after getting their high school diploma. With no real skills to speak of, they had no choice but to seek out a livelihood in the plant.More importantly, because these young women hadn't been exposed to better or higher education, they couldn't care less about the unspoken boundaries between men and women. All they talked about was sex, and it wasn't uncommon to find these women adorned with ear or tongue piercings.Some of them didn't even bother with bras, often padding around with their breasts swaying freely under their shirts.To avoid extra heads popping out of the blue on the premises, the plant manager, Reuben Smith, hired women exclusively. He also appointed me as the dorm warden to keep an eye on these young, minimally educated women.I did my rounds at the dorm at 9:00 pm as usual. Reuben had made

In what could only be described as wretched timing, my phone rang at that precise moment. What a buzzkill. I wondered who would call me now of all times.I declined the call without checking the caller ID, but that didn't stop my phone from ringing. The relentless buzzing was getting into my head.Anyone who was getting hot and heavy with their wife or partner would have their mood instantly ruined by an unwanted, unexpected phone call.I had no choice but to answer the call. Frankly, I'd be better off if I hadn't, because my heart plunged to my stomach when I realized it was Reuben on the other line.He thundered as soon as I picked up, "Connor! Aren't you done checking the dorms? Do you have any idea what time it is?"A chill skittered down my spine as I quickly lied, "I-I'd finished the rounds."But Reuben snapped, "Finished your rounds, my ass! I'm in your dorm right now. Where the hell are you?""Y-You're at my dorm? I'll be right there.""Hurry up! I swear to God, if yo

I began to tune in to Reuben's movements over the following days.He'd leave the office at 5:00 pm sharp every day. I followed him carefully and watched him pull out of the plant area, but instead of going home, he had the car stop across the street from a motel in town.I bought a bottle of water from the convenience store across the street, pretending to check my phone while keeping my gaze fixed on the motel entrance.Half an hour later, I saw Francine enter the motel. She walked slowly with her head hung.After paying for my water, I trailed Francine. I saw her go up to the third floor and into Room 307. I hovered at the end of the corridor, staring at the door.About an hour later, Reuben came out of the room. He was straightening his clothes, and he wore a satisfied smile.Ten minutes passed before Francine emerged from the room. Her eyes were red, and her steps were unsteady.I waited until she'd gone downstairs before I caught up to her."Francine!" I called out after h

Sandwiched between two police officers, Reuben crossed the room to the door. He abruptly stopped when he reached the door and turned around, his gaze darting past the police officers to land squarely on me.His lips parted and moved to form a few soundless words. I could read his lips well enough to know that he'd said, "Just you wait."After that, Reuben was led out the door.Silence suddenly filled the office. I padded to the window and peered at the scene downstairs.Reuben was stuffed into the backseat of the police cruiser, the door slamming shut with a firm, final thud. As he stared out at the office building, I wondered if his gaze was fixed on the very window where I stood. I wondered if he felt even a flicker of remorse. The police started the car and drove out of the plant entrance. It wasn't long before they disappeared out of sight.I spun on my heels and took in the plant that had once been full of Reuben's intimidating presence. A long sigh escaped me.This messy