The bellboy tells you that there is some kind of party getting started down the hall with a bunch of people your age. "When I brought some more beer tithe room, they said to be on the lookout for any cute girls to send their way," he explains. "They seemed to be a little over-represented on the male side."
You turn to your friends. "Sounds like fun... What do you say?"
Denise looks interested, but also a little nervous. You decide then and there that she has got to get laid as soon as possible so she can get her mind off Greg. You urge her to finish her beer and hand her another. "C'mon, girlfriend... We're going to go check that room out. How about you, Heather?"
You look at Heather and find that she and the bellboy are making eye contact and communicating their intentions for each other. Heather responds, "I think I'll stay here and take a shower.... Assuming I can figure out how to work the controls; they seem rather complex to me."
The bellboy immediately offers to help, and follows Heather into the bathroom. You and Denise get ready to head out the door, when you realize you don't know which room is hosting the party. Sticking your head in the bathroom to get directions, you are surprised to see how quickly Heather has moved. The bellboy is seated on the bathroom counter with his pants down to his ankles. Heather is between his legs, filling her mouth with his prize Latin man meat. You feel yourself growing very wet as you watch, and you are sorely tempted to join in, but Heather clearly wants some one-on-one time with this stud. That's ok... You're sure you'll get your chance with him later.
You have to ask the bellboy to repeat the room number twice because his moans make it hard to understand. Once you are fairly sure you know where you are going, you leave the couple to their own pleasure, and you and Denise head out of the room.
As you walk toward room 901, you tell Denise what you saw. She laughs and says, "I wondered who would jump him first -- you or Heather."
"What about you?" you ask. "Don't you think he's hot?"
"Oh sure... I just can't get my mind off Greg."
"Greg's a prick. You need to get over him, starting right now."
With that, you arrive at room 901 and knock on the door. After a few moments, the door opens, and you are greeted by a college-age guy with surfer blonde hair. He looks at the two of you and asks, "Can I help you?" |