The best part of all is that you had a picture, obviously snapped from a window, obviously snapped on the sly, of a bikini-clad young girl in your bag...

Bet the security guard thinks you're some kind of randy, kinky lesbian stalker. Bet he thinks that's how you get your naughty jollies.

Okay. I'm totally in love with the phrase "naughty jollies" now and intend, henceforth, to use it at every possible opportunity.

;)
~kym