Frank the businessman

"Hey Don, how are you?" you hear Frank say. You're still invisible and standing outside downstairs and can't see Frank, but you can hear him.

"Tired. Been on the road for a week, can't wait to get home tomorrow," the man called Don responds.

"Yeah... tough life, but it's better than not working, eh?"

"You've got that right. What can I do for ya? My TV too loud or something?" Don says. His television is indeed a little loud, now that he mentioned it, and you can hear a laugh track from some sitcom.

"Oh no, you're alright. Nothing like that. I was just... you know, I remember a couple times back when you came through and you had a uh... lady friend..." Frank says, trying to sound delicate.

"You mean that 50 buck hooker? Yeah, she was a hitchhiker, picked her up on my route. Boy, she was nasty. Wasn't even worth the 50 bucks. Why? You interested? I would have thought you see plenty of working girls come through here," Don says.

"Me? No, no. I was just thinking..." Frank sounds hesitant and you wonder where this is going. "I've got this gal here who's interested in making a little bit of money, if you're interested. She's really hot and all, much hotter than that lady you picked up."

You're surprised at Frank's proposal, since you're pretty sure he's trying to pimp Pia out. You were just about ready to call it a night, but now you're interested in seeing what happens next.

"Really..." Don responds. He sounds intrigued but not eager, probably doubting Frank. "You running a whorehouse in addition to a motel now, Frank?"

Frank chuckles uneasily. "Well, let's just say I'm dipping my toes in the water. What do you say? She's downstairs and all ready to go. You can come check out the goods before you say yes."

"... sure. I'll go check it out," Don says.

Then, you hear a door close and footsteps heading to the stairs and then down. You see Frank again, this time followed by a slightly obese man in his 40s, wearing faded jeans, a flannel shirt and a red trucker hat. He also has a bushy blonde horseshoe mustache like Hulk Hogan. You're guessing Don is a trucker who drives across the country and this motel is 1 of his regular stops. Frank leads Don to the room Pia is in, and he puts a finger to his lips to tell Don to be quiet before he opens the door. You follow closely behind and get to see Don's surprised expression when he sees the gorgeous Pia practically naked except for her bra and shirt blindfolding her.

"Hello?" Pia says, hearing the door open.

The 2 men stand there and gawk at Pia for a while, before Frank brings Don outside and closes the door before he speaks again, this time in a hushed voice.

"So? What do you think?"

"Why is she tied up? Did you kidnap her?" Don asks incredulously.

Frank waves Don off dismissively. "Does I look like I could kidnap someone? It's just her fetish. She likes being submissive and she wanted to be handcuffed and blindfolded. Makes it more thrilling for her to not know who she's with. Come on, she's way hotter than that other hooker, right?"

"Way, way, way hotter, Frank," Don replies and then he pauses. He looks thoughtful and is probably considering Frank's offer. "How much?" he asks.

"For you? 300," Frank responds, holding up 3 fingers.

"For a night?"

"An hour."

Don shakes his head. "That's too expensive. The other hooker stayed the night."

"She stayed the night because she had nowhere else to go, Don," Frank retorts.

"200," Don counters.

"250, final offer," Frank says.

Don looks unsure and rubs his chin, considering the price.

"There are a lot of lonely men staying here, Don. I came to you first because you're a friend," Frank adds.

Don looks at him in the eyes for a moment, before nodding. "Okay, deal. 250," Don says. He then pulls his wallet from his backpocket and proceeds to pull out cash in 20 dollar bill increments. He finishes at 240 before fishing out another crumpled 10 dollar bill from another pocket and handing over the cash to Frank. Even though he had watched Don count the money, Frank counts it again just to be sure and he tucks the cash away when he's done.

"No speaking. You do your business and then you leave. Got it?" Frank says.

"That's some fetish, but I'm into it. You got a rubber?" Don says.

"Sure. Let me run to the office and get 1," Frank says, walking to his office while Don stands there outside the door with you invisible nearby. He's already excited, you can tell, as he rubs his cock through his jeans a couple of times until he sees Frank walking back holding up a condom in his hand.

Frank hands Don the condom and the room key. "Drop the key off in my office when you're done," he says with a smile, before he leaves.