The girl you bump into looked like she was in her late 20s. She was in just a pair of skimpy panties. "Going somewhere?" she said with a mischievious tone.
"Something weird is going on. My wife is missing."
"She's down there. With the others. Look out the window."
You go back to the window and saw Margie, still in her babydoll set. She was walking out of the front of the hotel. One of the straps of her nightie was off and half of her large left breast was exposed.
"Margie!" you call to her.
"She can't hear you. She's asleep."
"But Margie doesn't sleepwalk."
"She does when she's under mind control." The young woman taps you on the shoulder. You hadn't realized she had come into the room. You turn around, startled.
"My body is available. Do you want it?"
The girl is a blonde and has a smoking hot body. She is also very attractive.
"I have to find out what's happening. Excuse me." You were more concerned about the strange activity outside than with the pretty blonde.
Once you got downstairs, you see a pickup truck had pulled up to the hotel. Most of the bed of the truck was filled with naked and half naked women. The blonde from the gas station was driving, while her African-American partner was helping women climb into the truck. Margie was in the process of getting in.
"What is going on here?" You felt something jab into your arm. You look over and see a woman, in a teddy, pulling a needle out of your arm. You pass out. |