Hotel Heaven or Nightmare

You've enjoyed a relaxing bubble bath, you're smooth skinned and perfumed. You dress with your new purchases, Gio seamed stockings, leather mini skirt and Carvela heels with sexy peep toes. You take time to apply your make up while you contemplate what the evening will hold for you. There's nothing like a chilled Friday night in a hotel, away from prying eyes, to make a gurl feel romantic and available.

Then there's a knock at the door and you inquire who it might be.

A voice replies "Room Service Madam"!

You're puzzled because you hadn't ordered anything from the hotel menu so you walk to the door and open it to explain there must be some mistake. The door flies open and a man, with a black ski mask over his head, rushes in pushing you back against the wall and slams the door behind him.

You're alone with a stranger and his eyes, from the holes in the mask. seem to be staring right inside your soul. He claims he has a knife and will cut you if you make a sound.

He pushes you back into the room and then shoves you roughly onto the bed. You're suddenly aware of the shortness of your skirt which has ridden up to expose the tops of your black nylon stockings. You try to pull your skirt down to cover yourself but he tells you to put your hands together above your head and quickly secures them and pushes you backwards so you're now lying on the bed, desperately trying to keep your legs close together as you remember you hadn't had a chance to put any panties on. You're very aware of the fact that he only has to slide his hand up your skirt to find out your dark secret.

You struggle helplessly, offering him money from your purse but he doesnt seem to want money now! Unfortunately it looks like he wants you! He takes off his jacket and unzips himself, leaving you in no doubt that he's going to use you for his sexual needs unless you can come up with an alternative suggestion. You begin to stammer

"I, I, I'm I'm not what you think.... "