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Part III: Becoming Natalie
“Jake I have an idea and I think you might like it”. She stood up and walked toward her luggage. “I have a few things that I think we could use tonight to have more fun” she said so seductively that I knew whatever she asked me to do I would say yes to. I just stared at her soaking pussy under her panties and the way her legs looked in the stockings.
It was late in Omaha and the hotel lobby was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. There was no sign of any other humans, but that was typical of most Monday nights. There had been a little bit of ruckus earlier in the night. There was a WWE show at the Civic Center close to the hotel and that always brings a certain element of drunken idiots through the hotel. The hotel bar was packed with people trying to keep their buzz going after the show, but thankfully they were all gone a few hours after I started my shift. It was the time of night that I longed for every shift, a time where I could just space out and think.