The Doomsday Conspiracy
“I cannot eat your food." I've got a real weirdo here. But a beauty. Page 181 Sidney Sheldon - Doomsday Conspiracy "Where are you staying?" "I am not staying anywhere." "You don't have a hotel?" "A hotel?" She remembered. Boxes for traveling strangers. "No. I must find a place to sleep. I am very tired." His smile broadened. "Well, Papa can take care of that. Why don't we go up to my hotel room? I've got a nice, big comfortable bed there. Would you like that?" "Oh, yes, very much." He could not ...believe his good luck. "Wonderful!" I'll bet she's great in the hay. She looked at him, puzzled. "Your bed is made of hay?" He was staring at her. "What? No, no. You like your little jokes, don't you?" She could barely keep her eyes open. "Could we go to bed now?" He rubbed his hands together. "You bet! My hotel is just around the corner." He picked up his key at the desk, and they took the elevator to his floor. When they got to his room, the man asked, "Would you like a little drink?" Let's loosen you up.MoreLess
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