During he 90's, I had two jobs. One was an office job (part time), and the second was as a night manager at a large hotel. At the office I met a federal judge and his absolutely stunning 15 year old daughter. If she hadn't been 15...there are lines I don't cross.
About five months later, a longtime hotel customer told me he had met a girl at a club and that she was coming to his room when she got off duty. About an hour later, the girl walked in, the 15 year old. She flat out told me she danced at (a nude joint). I was instructed not to interfere if a customer met someone, and if they were both discrete.
I asked the girl if she remembered me, she didn't. I told her I knew who she was, and I then instructed her to leave immediately, or I'd call the Police. She gave me a harsh look and used the desk phone to tell the customer she had to leave. Minutes later, the friends who dropped her off picked her up.
The next day, vice came by on their weekly check. I told them what had happened the night before and they made some calls. Apparently, the judge didn't know where his daughter was, but didn't want to report her as a runaway.
I never saw her again.