The first night I got in late, a little past 11:00 p.m. The accommodations were nicer than I expected. It was actually a two-story hotel room. The upstairs was a loft with a king-sized bed and full bathroom, including a huge garden tub. Downstairs there was another half bath, a full kitchen and a living room area. There was even a desk/work area in the corner. All in all, better than the first apartment I ever lived in! I threw my stuff on the couch and hit the bed right away, worn out from a day of flying.

My first day of consulting was all that I expected and more. The project was in disarray and needed a guiding hand to move it in the right direction. Which is why I was hired. Twelve hours later I knew I had my work cut out for me. At seven that evening I headed "home" - back to the hotel. I just made the free happy hour drinks and was able to grab three seven and sevens before they shut the free liquor off for the night. Three stiff drinks, no food and a half an hour later and I had a pretty good buzz going. I went to my room, got my swimming trunks on and went down to the pool. I was happy to find the place empty as I slid into the whirlpool. A waiter appeared a few minutes later, asking if I'd like anything to drink. What service! I ordered another seven and seven and lowered myself into the hot, bubbly water. I closed my eyes, waiting for the drink to come.

I felt a splash next to me and expected to see the waiter with my drink. Instead I watched as an absolutely gorgeous and young lady slipped into the water across from me. She couldn't have been more than fourteen or fifteen. She was wearing a bright red two-piece bathing suit. The cool air had aroused her large nipples, which poked into the small triangular swatches covering her breasts. Her bottom was just as small, barely large enough to cover her slit. She was either bald or clean shaven - not even a hint of pubic hair escaped.

The waiter interrupted my revere as he set the drink down.

"Cash, or would you prefer a tab, sir?" he asked politely.

Since I hadn't brought my wallet, I ran a tab, planning to just charge it to my room. The client could pay for it!

As the waiter left, I turned my attention to the girl, who had unfortunately slid all the way into the water. I sipped my drink and she smiled at me.

"Hi!" She said perkily. "Are you staying here a long time?"

I shook my head and said, "No, probably not. This week, maybe next. How about you?"

She continued to smile and said, "I sort of live here. My folks are relocating to the area and we sold our house so we're here until we find a new place."

I nodded non-committally.

"My folks travel a lot, so I mostly hang out here. We have one of the suites, upstairs," She continued.

I must have had a questioning look on my face, because she explained.

"The suites are two bedroom places. They're like big apartments for families," She explained.

"Oh, I didn't know they had places like that," I replied, not sure what else to say. I'd learned long ago that a friendly girl could mean fun or trouble. And to always assume trouble.

"So, yeah..." she said, eyeing my drink. "So, like, my folks are traveling all week, so it gets pretty boring, you know?"

"I can imagine," I said, the mind starting to churn up a pretty good fantasy.

"Do you think, well, I know you don't know me, but could I have a sip of your drink?" asked, blushing slightly.

I shrugged and handed her my almost full glass. "Go for it," I said.

She took the glass, almost dropped it into the whirlpool and took a sip. "Oh! What's this?" She asked.

"Seagrams and seven-up. First time?" I asked.

"No, I drink, just not this!" She said. I smiled.

"What's your pleasure?" I asked, now thoroughly intrigued my this "woman of the world."

"Vodka!" She replied simply, as if I should have known......(cont)