The door to my hotel bedroom closed with a satisfying click, and dropping the key into my jacket pocket, I sauntered down the lushly carpeted corridor towards the lift.
Up to the fifth floor, I always tried to use the stairs, trying to retain what fitness I still had at thirty-nine, but there on the eighth floor, that was just too much, even for me.
My face broke into a smile as I heard the lift 'ding', one of those rare occasions when the lift and I arrived at the same place at the same moment. Perhaps this was going to be my night. Perhaps having shed my dog collar for the evening I would be able to relax, be just a normal person, and enjoy the evening without sticking out like a sore thumb.
Then the door to the lift slid open, and the smile on my face surely must have widened, as there, stepping out of the brightly lit box was a beautiful dark haired young lady. At least I realized later quite how beautiful she was, but the thing that struck me immediately was that she was naked, quite as naked as Eve would have been on that fateful day. Confrontation with naked young ladies is not something that happens too frequently in my chosen calling, so not noticing quite how beautiful she was at first, could be perhaps forgiven.
She wasn't even actually completely naked, but a pair of dangly earrings, a bracelet, and a pair of black high heels hardly conspire to make naked an inappropriate description. If it did, then the fact that her pubic hair was completely shaven, leaving her delicate pink flower like lips clearly protruding from between the top of her legs would in my book have made up for it. No... She was naked all right, five foot six of slender naked womanhood, her rounded full breasts jutting out from her slim frame as if Our Lord himself had taken special individual care with their design and construction.
"Oh Shit," the nude girl exclaimed seeing me stood there. "Might of known I'd never get away with it twice in one night."
I chose to ignore her profanity, it not being against the Good Lord himself, and opened my mouth to enquire why she was unclad so, in such a public place.
"Why ar....." is as far as I got.
She held her finger up to her lips, and said "Shhhhh! Don't say anything. You'll spoil it."
I was at a lost, and just stared at her, which in fact was not at all unpleasant as it turned out.
"But why a...." Bought only another "Shhhhh! Please be quiet."
Then she took me by the hand, and started to lead me back down the corridor, from whence I had just ventured.
"Which is your room?" She demanded. "Don't say anything, just point."
We came to halt outside my room, and I couldn't help noticing how her breasts quivered when she turned. By Golly she was an attractive young lady, all sort of silky smooth skin, with the healthy glow of youth, long slim legs and... and ... Well the equal of any of those lovely ladies in Playboy Magazine. Or at least how I imagine girls would look in Playboy Magazine as I'd never actually looked myself of course.
"Key!" She said abruptly.
"What do..."
"Shut up," she interrupted. "Sorry, don't wish to be rude, but you mustn't say anything. Just give me the key."
I complied in full with the nude young girl's wishes, handing over the key without saying a word. Thirty seconds later she was dragging me inside the room, my room, and you can imagine how reluctant I was to follow her.
I wasn't at all sure what the Bishop would make of all this, and doubted whether it was covered within the diocese rules.
