Luke stirred. He felt smaller
than usual until he’d realised that the bed that he’d been sleeping on had
broke during the night. He’d remember that he’d been locked out and that a luscious
lady had invited him to call room service but they’d ended up doing other
things. He could hear water running from the bathroom next door. Perhaps he
should treat the lady to a few things to say his thanks as they departed.
Breakfast and a morning stroll around the shops perhaps. Then Lucinda entered
the room and he felt really small.
‘Oh good, you’re up’ she said. ‘They
don’t really make towels in my size so I just end up using the bedsheets.’ The
floor creaked as she reached for a corner of the bed. He revelled in the view
that was in front of him. Had she gotten even bigger?
Lucinda caught him looking. ‘Would
you like to go for another round? I don’t have to check out until twelve.’
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