A night on the town

Leyla took a key from the key board, and came out from behind the counter. "Just one bag, huh?

"Well I hadn't planned on staying long. Maybe about a week," Julie answered.

"Nonsense!" Leyla exclaimed with a bright smile. "You've at least got to take in some of the sights around here, and experience the night life. You haven't lived until you experience it for yourself. I know! Why don't I take you out on the town tonight? My treat. I feel I owe you, and I won't take no for an answer."

Julie started thinking maybe Leyla wasn't so bad after all. She smiled at her. "How can I refuse such a sweet woman?"

Leyla blushed and giggled. "Well, it's nice to know I've been elevated to sweet. Do you have anything suitable to wear for a night out?"

"I'm not sure about that. I mean I brought a couple of swimsuits, and a lot of shorts and tank tops. I think I might have a sundress."

"Hmm..." Leyla thought aloud. "Tell you what. Let's get you to your room. You get showered, and make yourself pretty while I bring you some outfits. Deal?"

"You've got a deal," smiled Julie.

They finally arrived at the room, and Leyla unlocked the door for her. She allowed her to enter first, and followed behind.

Julie was in awe of the room. It was more beautiful then she had imagined. From the outside, the hostel looked a bit run down, so she was expecting the rooms to look the same. "This is a very nice room! I wasn't expecting something so nice. This is almost like something royalty would stay in."

Leyla put her hands on Julie's shoulders, and gently rubbed them. "Well, you are a princess. At least to me you are."

Julie found herself turning around to face Leyla. She looked directly into the beautiful Black woman's eyes, and felt a strong urge inside to kiss her. She leaned in as she closed her eyes, but Leyla interrupted her moment. "Well, I better get going to find you an outfit. Shower a while dear. I'll be ready when I get back, so be waiting for me."

Julie snapped out of it like someone who had been caught in a trance. "Oh... Yeah... Right," she said as she flushed with embarrassment. She just realized what she was about to do, and how Leyla had stopped it. But why did she stop it? Wasn't it what Leyla wanted between them? Now she found herself confused in a sea of doubt, floundering for an answer.

Leyla opened the door, smiled back at her, and said, "I'll be back in about half an hour or so with a couple of outfits I think you'll look gorgeous in."

"Okay. Thank you Leyla." She smiled and waved bye.

After Leyla left, she made her way to her own room. "Who does that bitch think she is?" she asked herself. "I gave her the chance to be with me, and she turned me down. Now all of a sudden she wants to come on to me? That bitch will pay for playing with my feelings!" She opened her closet, and picked out two very short dresses that were fit for a slut, along with two pairs of fuck me heels. Then she picked out her own outfit, and laid them all out on her bed. "Yes, my little White unsure slut. I will make you pay. But maybe I will give you your heart's desire, and fuck you first." Then she laughed, and picked up her cell phone, and punched in a number.

"Hello? Charlie? We're on for tonight. I'm taking our newest mark out tonight. Meet us at the Coco Bongo. You know the drill. Take her picture, show it to our customers, and see if any of them are interested in her. If not, maybe I'll train her, and keep her myself. She's going to wish she never would have messed with me!"