Interesting morning at work.

One of the $$$$$$$ VROB places that my company did the plumbing on wanted us to come in and finish the "future" pool bathrooms that they hadn't built out when they did the house. I went over this morning to install the toilets, lavatory faucets, and shower trims. The Property Management folks told me that they would have guests showing up sometime today, but not sure when. The place is a duplex (about 4.5 million if you're interested). I started on the left side, and when I turned on the water I found out the toilet tank was cracked, so I had to take it back off, and go swap it for another one. The supply house is 10 minutes down the road, so no big deal. When I got back there's a car parked on the left side of the driveway. I'm hoping I'm gonna be able to get back in, install the new tank, and get the heck out. The ground floor level doesn't have any living area, just pool toys, beach stuff, and the new restrooms. When I go in, I can hear some noise upstairs but just ignore it and get the tank on. Still haven't seen anyone, but the sound is getting a little louder as I step out of the bathroom. It quickly becomes clear that whoever is upstairs is involved in some intimate behavior.  They couldn't have been there more than10-15 minutes before I got back, so they had wasted no time in starting their vacation. It also became clear that the participants were both females. I started to record some of it for TRT, be figured I would be pushing my luck, and that it could be Big Candy and a close friend, so I headed out the door, got in my truck and found somewhere else to be. I've seen and heard a lot of stuff on job sites, but today was a new one for me.