When I was tired of pretending to be really interested, I went to a booth and walked in. It wasn't long before a few of the lurkers walked around and ...eeked in to see if I was interested in some action. I passed on all of them. Then another customer walked in and went to the booth next to me. As he dropped a few bucks into the slot, the movies started playing. The sounds of a lady being fucked out of her mind filled the air. Lurkers continued to cycle by and look into the booths since there. “ “She's right. You guys just decide.” I let them continue their conversation. Fifteen minutes later we were heading home separately. Christina had kissed us both good night. A nice warm kiss. I was surprised. Maybe we could get together Sunday, our last day. We'd have to see. We got a cab to the hotel and made our way to the room. Vicky hit the shower first. She had loosened her hair and slid naked between the covers. My quick shower was to get off the grime. As I entered the room drying my. Then, a woman stopped and looked. A hooker. Last thing he wanted. She started walking to the car. His window had been open, flicking cigarette butts out of it while he drank from the bottle. The closer she got, the better she looked. Maybe it was the Jack. He didn’t care. ‘Hey baby, you want some company?’ She asked. He smiled weakly at her. ‘No. Just want to be left alone.’ He said as he took a swig from the bottle. ‘Aw come on baby, I can make all your troubles go away!’ She said as she. He steps in and the doors close, "nice show the other night" he says, " aah ah glad you liked it" I stammer, " my names Ron, number 39, come by for a drink when you get off work" he said as he got off on the ground floor. I rode down to the garage wondering what to do.I headed home and rode the elevator up, what the hell I thought and turned right heading for number 39. Ron answered the door with a big smile and held out his hand, "I'm Tom" I said as I shook his hand, "come in" he said,.