<br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=75565.msg3341842#msg3341842">Quote from: Emma on July 23, 2010, 12:15:15 am</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> "But Pedro, I'm a working girl and I'm afraid that the only place I can take you will cost you 20 dollars."  She gave him her innocent look.  "If I don't make the money, then the owner of this here bar will kick me out and I can't loose my job."  </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>“But twenty dollares is almost all of my monies” he muttered.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=75565.msg3341842#msg3341842">Quote from: Emma on July 23, 2010, 12:15:15 am</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I'll even throw in a hot bath.  And I'll be happy to bath you.  All you would have to do is just lay back and let me get you all nice and clean before I show you my room."  <br/>"So....what do you say Pedro, want to see my room?"  Her body was swinging back and forth a bit, as she looked shyly up into his eyes.  </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><br/>Pedro’s eyes grew as big as saucers when Emma offered to take him up to her room.  He didn’t expect her to offer her services to a smelly Mexican.  He had never been with a white woman before.  “Si! Si! I want to go to your room Senorita!” Pedro said to her excitedly.  “Oh and a bath too!”   His lust overriding his common sense he enthusiastically agreed.<br/><br/>“Pardon me for a moment Senorita” Pedro excused himself to the bar.  Quickly, he pulled out all of his money, counted twenty dollars and stuffed it into one pocket.  The remaining money added up to a total of three dollars and twenty two cents and his lucky gold nugget.   He kissed the gold nugget, looked around to make sure no one was paying him any attention, and dropped it into his boot.<br/><br/>Pedro dropped the three dollars and twenty-two cents on the bar and ordered a bottle of wine delivered to Miss Emma’s room.  He made sure to give the bartender the evil eye for driving the price of Emma up so high.  He returned to the waiting Emma, “After you Madame.” He said with a swagger and a humongous grin.  Pedro grabbed his bottle of whiskey and consumed the remaining contents as he began to follow Emma to her room.<br/><br/><br/>