You wake up alone.

You wake up groggily in a dark room and fumble for the lamp switch. After your eyes adjust to the lights, you noticed something written on the notepad on the night table. It reads:

Dear John,
We normally charge motel guests for our special customer service,
but we never had a guest as big as you or a guest who made us cum so many times!
Please ask for our special customer service before you check out.
Love,
Tiffany and Gabi

The paper has two lipstick imprints on it. You smile at the thought of being guaranteed of getting being laid before leaving town.

You glance at the clock and notice that it's five o'clock. The redhead bartender should be here in about an hour.