Chapter 11 I Have Been Watching You

Tatiana I push Hassan away from me with all the strength I have left, and he doesn't seem to mind. As I run for the door, Hasan stays back, licking his fingers clean and adjusting his cock into pants. I look through the transparent glass on the door, and when I see no one, I open it and sprint to both ends of the hallway. I can't see a shadow, and I start to wonder if I imagined that torch, or if it was real but wasn't from a phone or camera.