Hyde Road - Check into room 102
From Create Your Own Story
You continue to watch her as see walks across the yard out into the snow on her way toward the motel. It has been years since you have had you hands on a woman's body, the only relief you have enjoyed during your prolonged stay in prison was with yourself and it didn't come wrapped in latex, fake fur and chiffon. The swirling snow flakes conceal her and you look back up you car.
Jack is still standing there, waiting for you as he does. You press your hands deeper into you pockets and make you way back your side of the car and climb back inside. You drum you fingers for a few moments on the steering wheel, you would like to think you should feel guilty about this, but you don't and you aren't sure whether or not that bothers you. Jacks not saying anything, that does bother you, he has a big smirk on his face and he is simply looking out of the window as the snow does continues its relentless swirling. You know he likes this idea, and perhaps that's all that bothers you about this. You start the car and take the short trip to the neighboring plot, your cars wheels rolling noisily over the gravel that makes up the motel parking lot. There is an awning over the front entrance to the motel reception. Under it is standing the woman who lured you here, sharing a cigarette with a man, he has pimp written all over him.
