After Maxe left, he wondered what he could do. And then an idea came to him and he just had to grin. Picking up the phone he called the hotels and motels that were nearest to him. The 2nd call was the lucky one.
"How may I help you?" The desk clerk asked. So he asked if she was there. "I'm sorry but she stepped out. Do you want me to leave her a message?"
"Umm . . . no. May I ask what room she is in?"
"That's confidential sir." Her bland voice replied.
He sighed and remembered that a friend used to work there. "Is Frank around?"
"Yes he is." Her voice was starting to grate on his nerves.
"Can you put him on for me?"
"Hold please." There was a soft click and he waited. He checked his watch and wondered if she'd go immediately there or not. Just then his friend came onto the line.
"Sup?" Frank asked.
Grinning, "Hey Frank want to do a favor for me?" he asked.
"What is it?" He asked warily. Thor then told him what he planned. At the end Thor knew that Frank had a grin on his face as well. "Yeah . . . sure dude! Let's do this!"
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Maxe slipped her keycard into the hole, but of course knowing her luck it turned red instead of green. "Damn it!" She swore softly. She was still aroused from what she did to Thor, and what she tried to do to get rid of the feeling was sightseeing and all that grand stuff. After an hour or two of it she gave up on it.
Finally the card admitted her entrance to her room. What she was going to do was run a hot bath and maybe enjoy her time alone by being a little naughty. She smiled and turned on the lights, but to her dismay they didn't turn on.
"I hate my luck!" She whispered. She closed the door and walked through the room. She got rid of her long sleeved shirt and replaced it with a tank top, she felt much better then. As she sat on the edge of the bed she reached for the phone.
She dialed the number for the desk and a male voice answered, "Hello, service desk, how may I help you?"
"Yes, my lights won't turn on. Can you please send someone up to check them?"