Rev:  Maya of E-P

I knocked softly on the door.  Not so much in order to be discreet, but because a hard knock would have broken the door in.  It was less than a 5 star hotel.  She opened the door and smiled softly.  The dim light glinted off her front tooth.

"C'mon in," she purred seductively.  "They're almost finished."  In the corner I could see a large, hairy white man leaning back and closing his eyes, while his nether regions were hidden by a young woman's head, bobbing up and down.  "Finish up buster," she hissed, "you only paid the fifteen minute rate!"

Ignoring the spectacle in the corner, I asked her to turn the lights on, so I could see her lithe, youthful body better.  As she did, all the roaches scurried off the empty beer cans in a wavelike motion.  

While the childhood bout with polio had withered her legs, the good news was that getting around on crutches had left her with a pair of buff arms.  Strong, graceful arms.  Arms like a longshoreman.  And she had a vocabulary to match.

"D'ya like big t*ts?"  she asked, grinning.  She opened one side of her blouse to show a large, perfectly formed breast.  I asked to see the other one as well, but she demurred.  "I only had half the money for the boob job, so I just did one.  I'm going back for the other one next month.  Unless you're feeling generous, honey."

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