XYRA'S POV.
Yes, I knew that guy. It wasn't just any stranger caught in a compromising situation; it was someone that I had been associated with.
I stood there, and I was frozen to my feet.
This was despicable. It was utterly unbelievable.
My eyes widened at the shocking scene in front of me.
Shirley Moss was still straddled on his lap, and she tried to brush his hands away. The ones that were shamelessly groping her bare breasts.
His pants that were drawn down his knee completely blew their cover and exposed what they had been doing in the stall. One could not mistake it for another thing.
My heart raced in my chest. And I couldn't tear my eyes away from the sight even though the situation was an obvious case of invasion of privacy.
I took a few steps backwards. I was nearly diz
