Well, it was ever thus I fucking supposed.The Silver Spur wasn’t busy when I came in, for the fortieth night in a row. Anymore a good percentage of ...my paycheck was dedicated to the economic growth of the place. I hadn’t gotten my name engraved on my favorite bar stool yet, but I figured it that to be only a matter of time...“Evening, good buddy,” said Hammond Greeley, head barkeep at the Spur.“You too, Ham,” I said. “Got something around five hundred proof for me?” I said.“Maybe eighty or a. What was the most gorgeous actress doing with an Indian hot-looking guy? I had reserved the private dining room just for the two of us. We were served and we had the most lovely and expensive dinner of our life.Then I took her back to her apartment. She invited me for a drink at her place. She was looking very happy, but lusty too. I also didn’t have sex since my break up 3 months ago. So, I decided to take the chance and said, “Yes”.We went to her penthouse and she directly went to the. Inside was a handwritten note and a hotel key card. "Here's a spare key to my room, I'm at the Moxy - room 1601. I'll need a wake up call tomorrow - B"I smiled as I read the note. It had been a while since I last saw you and the note made me smile in anticipation of providing a wake up call for you.I arrived early knowing that the "wake up call" would take some time (and probably a shower after). I quietly entered your room using the key you had sent over the day before, slipping out of my. Their voices got closer and when I thought they would pass the intersection I was at, they went by and started getting farther from me, but I hadn't seen them.I figured out that they were in a nearby aisle. I traced the wall back the way I had come until I found an opening and raced up that path trying to catch up to them. The problem was my boots clapped on the concrete floor soundly. I had to slow down and hope I caught up soon and without giving away my position.Around a corner I came to an.