Ask T. R. to let you go
From Create Your Own Story
"That was fun," you purr. "But I'm ready to move on."
"You were terrific, honey," T. R. says as he re-dresses you. "If you want more from me, I'm putting my card in your pocket."
"I'll definitely consider it," you reply.
"Okay, sweetie," he responds. "Let me just make a quick phone call, and we'll be off." He whispers into the phone, so that you can't hear him, and after a minute you hear the phone being placed back on its cradle.
A fem minutes later, T. R. bundles you into a car and you drive off. When the car pulls to a stop, T. R. removes your blindfold. You're outside the same bar you passed out in.
A tall, well-muscled, clean-shaven, dark-haired gentleman opens the car door and you step out. T. R. smiles at you and waves as he drives off.
"I'm Jake," the tall man says. "T. R. says you enjoyed his company. I'm sure you'll enjoy mine just as much."
You introduce yourself. "So you're who he called before I left."
"Correct," Jake says, gently scooping you into his arms. He walks to a waiting Cadillac, where a chauffeur opens the door for the two of you. Jake helps you into the car, then seats himself next to you.
"You choose where we go, young lady," Jake says in a gentle voice. "You may accompany me to my domicile, or we could pay a visit to a hotel about 20 miles from here, the Hotel California."
| Status | ||
| Health | Horny & Hormonal | Location:
Outside A Cheap Bar |
| MP | 0 | |
| Level | 1 | |
