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Chapter 15 by zaick zaick

"Um, yes! How do we get you to your room?"

Ask up front

"I don't like it, but we have to just ask the guy up front." Page double checked her top and began to move toward the front desk. The hotel door men watched her legs, and that bit of ass as she went by.

Will was next to her. "But you don't have ID. You could just go to your room and see if anyone is there."

Page felt Will might have had a good idea, but was unsure. She should at least ask. "Jodie may not be there right now. She has my phone, and I don't have a way of contacting her. The least I can do is leave a message here for her, or even try calling her room."

"Then what?"

"Wait, I guess." Page wanted to shrug, but did not want to lift her top any. She made her way to the front desk man, who stood behind a tall stone counter. Behind it, she at least felt her bottom was shielded from his view, though the rest of the hotel was still around. Was anyone looking? Aside from Will.

She sort of wanted to ditch him, but then again, he had helped her. Why was he still here now? She decided she would ask him to leave after talking to this man.

"Hi. I'm Page Bishop, room 305, and I lost my key."

The man raised a brow. He typed some what looked like nonsense into a computer. "Alright. Any ID?"

Page sighed. "I can show ID when I go up in the room, though, but my friend has all my stuff. Please, I just need to get up there."

"I am afraid I can not let just anyone enter one of our guest's rooms. Please understand." The man was hugely uninterested in her, it seemed, already half turning away. Page decided she would try knocking now, but she looked over to see Will pointing against the wall behind the counter.

"That has your name on it." He said. Both Page and the man behind the counter looked to see a card key with a note that had a heart, Jodie, and "be back at 4" on it.

"Yes! That's mine!" Page said. She pointed at it with her own hand to indicate to the man behind the counter, which was a bad idea. The top lifted with her right arm, and her entire right chest was now exposed to everyone beside her, including Will. He stared a moment, then pushed down her arm as people began to whisper behind him.

The man behind the counter at least saw nothing, but saw Page was incredibly flushed.

"I can not just give away a package without ID." The man said pointedly.

"But this IS her!" Will looked around. "Ah, your badge isn't here either."

Page cursed herself, then looked at the package.

"If you are done here, please step away from the counter." The man instructed while he turned away.

Page sulked. Four was not too far, but then she would have to wait in this attire in such a crowded place for her to get back. She took a step from the counter when suddenly Will was on the other side.

He snagged the key and ran from the counter.

The man shouted, "Hey! Stop!" And began to run after him. Page, unsure what to do, ran as well. She followed close behind Will, who zigzagged through a main common room of the hotel. Behind her, she heard the click of a phone and a call for security.

From the hotel lobby they entered a hall that lead to a pool. Page had mostly caught up to Will by now, and the two drew a large set of eyes. One man in just his boxer briefs, and a lady wearing a burlap skirt and fur. Some screamed, but mostly, it was just stares.

Will slowed across the wet floor to prevent from falling. As he neared the far exit, however, it filled with two hotel guards.

"Shit!" Will turned and scrambled back to the hall they came from, grabbing Page's arm to lead her back as well. The sudden change of direction caused her bare feet to slip and she dropped to all fours on the poolside. Her butt stuck slightly in the air, the thin strands of the frayed burlap draping between her crack just below the lines of her lips.

With Will lifting her arm up with his grab, so did the fur top raise again. She was prepared this time, however, and had wrapped an arm around her chest as she fell, in case the fur got too high. Unfortunately, it also meant she did not have a free hand to fend off the guards.

The first tried to grab her as she was falling, and with nothing there, he promptly slipped next to her on his side. The second saw her dip, and so did he, though he dropped too early and his arms only wrapped around her raised thighs, his head buried against her calves. She quickly turned to get him off as he raised his head, which caused his nose to briefly burrow itself against the darkness of the area between her legs and the coarse burlap. His body shifted with hers to the right, and he found himself falling into the pool, unsure how to right himself, with his hands only grabbing a handful of strands of burlap and part of a broken ribbon-once-bandana as he went. His yelling vibrated against Page's nethers uncomfortably and caused her to not only scream but shiver as she locked her knees together in hopes the loosening burlap skirt would stay on long enough to keep it gripped up.

The first guard took the moment to grab her fur top. She was now being dragged to her feet by Will and she yelled at the stretching, but quickly felt the top whisk off her shoulders and into the guard's face. She tore her arm from Will as she ran with him back to the hall, her now freed hand holding the loose burlap, nowhere near as long as it once was, and much too loose to stay properly on her body. It hung off of her hips uselessly, her hand in front of her doing nothing to shield the bouncing of her cheeks to those watching behind her. Her chest was only covered by her arm, but she saw something - a towel unattended just to her left, and in an errant thought, she decided to grab it.

Her chest was bare for just that half second, the same half second Will turned to make sure she was right behind her. Her face flushed in realization her chest, bounding with her pace, was seen by so many strangers as well as this man she was getting to know, and she stuck the towel before her chest again as she went. Will almost did not make the door, his gaze focusing on her frantic cover of her front before turning back just in time to not run into a wall.

At the hall between the lobby and pool, they had to go up five floors to reach her room, with security not far behind them.

Which way do they decide to go up?

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