Hotel Fornicatia

I come out naked from the shower drying myself,"Did I hear rome service?" Food at last, oh thank you good choice. Didn't seem to bother him that we were naked.

Taking my salad I go and sit on the bed, with a glass of wine. Yes please Brian tip him, I will pay you back for it later. Smiling to myself, I sure will pay him and Dawn too.
 
Brian

I retrieve my wallet from my pants, after a hurried search. I pull out a $20 bill. As I go to hand the waiter the tip, I notice his name tag. "Gunner"

Now that is odd, I think to myself.

I look to Angle and Dawn with a quizzical look on my face, confused.

I shrug my shoulders and had Gunner the tip, thanking him.
 
Dawn Henley

"Hey, Brian, you better CUM get your salad before Angel eats it. Hers is almost gone already," I say between mouthfuls of my own. All this sex had certainly made me hungry. And watching Angel eat has me convinced I was not the only hungry one.

"Didn't that guy look familiar? I just can't seem to place him. Must have seen him in the hallways or something."
 
Angel

"Yes, sex always makes me hungry." Looking at the guy they are talking about, he does look like I have seen him before. He just has a familiar face. Just thinking to myself what will we do later, smiling.

Dawn and Brian are so hot to be with. "Anyone care for more wine?"
 
Dawn Henley

"Oh, please pour me another glass, Angel. But before I drink it I think I need to visit the ladies' room."

I walk into the large luxuious bathroom. I look at myself in the mirror, but the face seems older than I remember.

I notice a red dress hanging on the back of the door, a long flowing red dress. It's lovely, perfect for this place, perfect for me.

But first I need to shower. I turn on the hot water and feel it pelt my body. It energizes me. That's good. I'll need energy for tonight. For the job ahead of me.

I begin to sing, "Oooh, Oooh, Witchy Woman, See how high she flies." . . . . .
 
I slip into my red dress and prepare myself for another evening at The Hotel.

As I come out of the bath I see a maid cleaning my room. She smiles at me. I return the smile.

"Hi, Angel. It's good to see you. Sorry for the mess. I guess I got a little carried away with some of the guests. I really don't remember the details. Isn't that strange? Well I gotta go downstairs and get busy."

I walk out into the hallway and hear the familiar music, along with the comforting smell of colitas, floating up from the courtyard.
 
I walk to the front of the Hotel to take my place. I'm ready to greet all those travellers who are weary and stop for the night.

The concierge, Brian, is at the front desk explaining to some musicians, "You can check out anytime you like. BUT YOU CAN NEVER LEAVE!"



THE END
 
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