She walked into the old hotel and checked in. The man handed her her key and smiled as he checked out her cleavage. He watched her walk away in her tight pants as she headed to her room. He laughed and sat down in his chair, he resumed watching his show.
Kayla stepped into the old elevator and pushed the 3 button. The old elevator started as the motor revved up and began pulling the elevator up slowly. She felt the elevator jerk and bounce as it dinged and the doors opened. She stopped in the hallway and looked at the decor. It was like stepping back to when the hotel was built, in the nineteen thirties. She walked down the long hallway and didn't hear anything, not a TV. on or even talking.
She came to her room and used the key to unlock it. She swung the door open and turned on the lights. Kayla looked around the dated room and put her suitcase on the dresser. She looked into the bathroom and saw the old claw foot bathtub with a shower. She went out and sat on the bed, it was comfortable.
Kayla stood up and changed into her night clothes. Booty shorts and a white tank top than revealed more than hid. She sat on her bed and turned on the TV. as she waited to go to bed in a little bit.
She sat with her back against the head board as she flipped through the channels and stopped to watch a paranormal show. She had heard of the haunting of the old hotel and that is what brought her to it. She was an author and was going to use the hotel as the main place for the ghosts. Kayla was hoping to see if the any of the ghost stories she had heard of were true.
