She waddles down to the desk and asks for shampoo (probably a first), toothpaste and brush (definitely a first), and lotion. (I can't help but picture it getting clogged in her open sores, probably stings, must have to use a q-tip or something to get it out)
She paid one hundred thirty-five dollars total for the room. Cash. More money than I could think of spending for anything. She thanks me with genuine gratitude and stale breath, and waddles back to the elevators. I go back to the office and adjust my tie.
One hundred thirty-five dollars.
Must be nice.
It would be nice and pleasant indeed :D
ReplyDeleteyou write really really well
ReplyDeleteI cringed at that description, lol
ReplyDeletenice post! lol
ReplyDeleteGasp, is it a penguin?
ReplyDeleteHaha sounds good, no hygiene in this one, though!
ReplyDeleteYou're a talented writer. I loved it.
ReplyDeletehahaha what a nice lady.
ReplyDeleteYou have a great writing style.
ReplyDeletekeep up!
I'd hit it too, for that kind of dosh.
ReplyDeletewaddles? someone needs to spend some of that money on a gym pass ;) anyways, great stuff bro
ReplyDeleteI liked this quite a lot. Not sure what it was, but I liked it.
ReplyDeleteI wish I had that kind of money...
ReplyDeleteA filthy rich woman? Hmm...
ReplyDeleteaww she sounds so filthy.
ReplyDeleteSounds like my type of woman!
ReplyDeleteahah i read this again, it's awsome!
ReplyDeleteNice one dude, keep it up!
ReplyDeleteIt's kinda funny, yet written in somewhat serious way, i like it!
ReplyDeletei enjoyed the waddling
ReplyDeleteI need a shower...
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