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Chapter 10 by Torg Torg

What is her question?

"Do you need help unpacking?"

She says, "Do you need help unpacking?" She's licking her lips as she looks at you with a hungry look. "I could get Miles to watch the desk."

The men in this town must be boring and there must be nothing else to do for all these women to be throwing themselves at you. Yeah, you're good-looking, but you're no movie star.

You look her body over up and down with a grin on your face. "I do need your help, but it's not with unpacking."

She giggles and smiles, bouncing on her toes a bit, which makes her boobs wobble deliciously. "Oh, great. Once we get you checked in, I'll call Miles up and come right over. You're in Room 23. Up the elevator and two doors to the left on the right side." She points through a doorway. "I'll be up in a few." She slides the key across the counter. You caress her hand before she retracts it. You both smile at each other with hungry expressions.

"I look forward to your arrival," you say as you take your key and head toward the elevator. You look back to see her pick up the phone and dial.

The elevator is slow, and you finally get to your door. You unlock it and enter. It's a nice room with a huge bed in it. You just finish getting settled when you hear a knock on the door.

Who's at the door?

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