I called up Jack.
He was happy with the outcome and said that all I needed to do was pick up the key at the Garuda Hotel.
'Oh, Cindy and Novi will be keeping the bed warm for you.'
He said that Max was back in East Java.
'I need him to train up a few new recruits.'
I was eternally grateful, I said and hung up.
The receptionist was expecting me.
They could very well have called this hotel Hooter Ville.
She was eying off Caramel.
Women are always sizing up each other's tits.
'I bet mine are bigger,' said Ekka.
I guess she was part of the welcome party and I'd make sure I call her up and ask for a few more blankets.
'That would be fine,' said Ekka, who handed me the key.
I smiled.
Her big boobs twitched under her tight white blouse.
I guess if boobs could smile that was it.
I snapped out of my booby reverie when her sweet voice spoke.
'But you'll be asking for more than blankets by the time I'm done with you, ' she said, as another big titted receptionist arrived behind the counter, 'I'm knocking off and would love to watch some HBO over a club sandwich.'
Fatigue was setting in. I needed shut-eye.
It's hard work being an international man of mystery.
Then Caramel dragged me to my room.
Saved by the bell.
Sleep wasn't far away now.
Work hard, sleep hard, isn't that the saying?
I put on Stevie Nicks' Free Fallin for atmosphere and started counting.
One fun bag, two fun bag.... soon I'd be snoring.
He was happy with the outcome and said that all I needed to do was pick up the key at the Garuda Hotel.
'Oh, Cindy and Novi will be keeping the bed warm for you.'
He said that Max was back in East Java.
'I need him to train up a few new recruits.'
I was eternally grateful, I said and hung up.
The receptionist was expecting me.
They could very well have called this hotel Hooter Ville.
She was eying off Caramel.
Women are always sizing up each other's tits.
'I bet mine are bigger,' said Ekka.
I guess she was part of the welcome party and I'd make sure I call her up and ask for a few more blankets.
'That would be fine,' said Ekka, who handed me the key.
I smiled.
Her big boobs twitched under her tight white blouse.
I guess if boobs could smile that was it.
I snapped out of my booby reverie when her sweet voice spoke.
'But you'll be asking for more than blankets by the time I'm done with you, ' she said, as another big titted receptionist arrived behind the counter, 'I'm knocking off and would love to watch some HBO over a club sandwich.'
Fatigue was setting in. I needed shut-eye.
It's hard work being an international man of mystery.
Then Caramel dragged me to my room.
Saved by the bell.
Sleep wasn't far away now.
Work hard, sleep hard, isn't that the saying?
I put on Stevie Nicks' Free Fallin for atmosphere and started counting.
One fun bag, two fun bag.... soon I'd be snoring.
