Let's just say that I was down on my luck. It's a long story that I will not bore you with the details. Getting kicked out of an apartment in the middle of the night by an angry girlfriend is a humbling experience. I knew the truth. Gina met a better looking and richer guy than me. I was old news and so I ended up in a sleazy motel in the not so nice part of town. It was around 2am and I didn't want to bug any of my friends. Plus, I was kind of ashamed of my situation.
So, at this particular motel there are all types of people that you encounter that make a David Lynch movie seem normal. My room was in the back of the motel where the drug dealers and hookers hang out. I tried to not engage with anyone and went straight to room 147. It was a dreary room, but it was better than sleeping in my car. I could hear people having a party out in the parking lot. I couldn't sleep. The bed was too soft and my future was uncertain.
I must have fallen asleep because I was awakened by a soft knock at the door at about 5am. When I woke up, I remembered my situation, but I was still not fully awake. There was another soft knock at the door. I walked to the door and asked who was there. A woman's voice asked softly, "Can you help me?"
She didn't sound threatening. I asked, "What's wrong?"
"Please, I am having car trouble and my cell phone does not have any charge." she explained. She sounded sincere. I opened the door slightly so I could see who was there. She had short red dyed hair, dark eyes. She was about 5 foot 5 and looked about 28 or 30. A petite build with a black t-shirt and tight blue jeans.
"Can you help me?" she asked again.
She didn't look crazy, so I opened the door for her.
"Okay, there is an outlet by the dresser." I said, still feeling groggy.
"Thanks! It shouldn't take long to charge it up." she said and plugged her phone in.
I asked her if she wanted a bottle of water. She said okay, so I gave her one from my cooler.
"I'm sorry, my name is Alice." she said as she extended her hand.
"Nice to meet you. I'm Jack." I lied as I shook her soft warm hand. She had such a beatiful face. I noticed that she was wearing a necklace with a small cross pendant. The light hit the cross pendant in a way that made it shine and the reflection hit my eyes. I suddenly felt like I was under some type of spell. She looked deep into my eyes and said, "Jack, do you think I am pretty?"
She was one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen. "Yes." I answered.
"Will you do me a favor Jack?" she asked in a sweet voice.
"Anything." I replied without thinking.
She stood closer to me and stared deeply into my eyes for a few seconds. "Your life is not going so well is it?" I kept silent. "That's okay. You don't have to talk about it. I am going to make you feel better Jack. Will you let me do that?" she said while looking into my eyes.
"Yes." I said. I was starting to feel like this was all just a dream, but it felt so real!
"I want you to take off your clothes slowly for me Jack." she said softly. "I want to watch you." She went to the chair in the corner and sat down and watched me take my clothes off. I felt like I was someone else or being controlled against my will as I took off my clothes for her.