He stepped up to the bar and placed his hand over my shoulder.He stepped up to the bar and placed his hand over my shoulder. In a voice loud enough to be heard several stools on either side of us, he asked, "Say, Sweet-Stuff, I've been noticing you, and I was wondering what a little action with you would cost." Aware of the audience, I whispered, "Two hundred, for the night." Louder than before, Tim gasped, "Two hunnert? Are you kidding? Plus the room?" I moved close to his ear and whispered, "Tim, if you don't get me out of here, right now, I'll fuck you right here on this bar!" Tim helped me off the stool, and took a parting shot at our interested audience, "Lady, for this kind of money, you better be as good as you look!" I was pulling him through the lobby when he stopped me and pointed to the bank of elevators. Dangling on his finger was a room key! We hit the button and the doors opened. |