I head for the stairs wondering what could be going on up there. In my dissapointment I am stopped by someone new rather roughly.
A man dressed as the tin man grabs my arm firmly but without hurting me and pulls me close. Close enough to whisper these words into my ear, "Listen, dear, as part of the festivities for the business coleagues, we offer a bit of entertainment," He paused for a moment, "to be frank, you fit the description to a T, and I'm wondering if you're interested."
I raise my eyebrows at the tin man, he is very forward. I wonder just how forward he's willing to be. "What exactly is involved in this proposition."
The tin man crossed his arms, "Basically, Missy Moo, I'm wondering whether you're a real slut or you just play one on T.V." |