I could see the front desk from my seat and noticed her right away, as any young guy quickly spots a pretty girl nearby. She was with someone I assumed to be her mother, an attractive woman herself. I watched a bit of news, finished my sandwich and beer, then went up to my room.
As I opened the door, I heard a small voice, but with volume turned to eleven…”I’M NAAAYYYK’D.” As the door swung full open, there she stood, in the middle of the room, right knee crossed a little over her left, covering her mound with her left hand, her right arm over her breasts, wide-eyed, frozen like a deer in headlights, the girl from the lobby.
I don’t know who she thought might be coming through the door, but it probably wasn’t me. She wasn’t what I expected to find behind the door either, so I probably stood there, also stunned, for an instant.
Now, she had a very small voice. “you’re still looking at me.”
“Yes, I am.”
“why? i’m naked.”