I was woken from a deep sleep by some one knocking on a door.

It took me a while to realise it was my door.

‘Who could it be?’ I wondered as no one knew I was here.

I lay still for a while hoping it wasn’t my room and that they’d give up and go away.

I then heard what was clearly a girls voice.

‘Oh that’s ok then’, goes my male brain.

I grabbed a towel, wrapped it around my waist and opened the door.

In my fog I hadn’t put my glasses on so I couldn’t see too well.

I could discern she had an fantastic figure with a very slim waist and long brown hair.

She looked at me and then said:

‘Oh’.

The turned around and realised she’d been knocking on the wrong door.

She wanted 205 not 204.

She looked a bit embarrassed, made a few signs and then started knocking on 205’s door.

I closed the door and went back to bed. It was seven am.

She kept on knocking on 205’s door but without any response.

I was starting to get annoyed.

It was Sunday morning. I’d finished my book late last night and had been woken from a deep sleep. All I wanted was to dream.

There was another knock at my door.

I ignored it.

There were more knocks.

I put my towel on again, remembered my glasses and opened the door.

She came straight in and asked if she could use the phone to call 205.

‘Fine’, I said ‘ go ahead’.

She dialled but something went wrong and she handed the phone to me.

I could hear the receptionist speaking on the other end.

I looked at her and handed her the phone. I didn’t want to talk to the receptionist. She replaced the handset on the phone.

She tried dialling again but it still didn’t work.

It was starting to get comical.

Resigned to defeat she put the phone down and sat next to me.

Close to me.

She was actually quite attractive, with lovely dark brown eyes. Her railway tracks didn’t add to the overall impression but I’m sure they were only a temporary feature.

‘What have you left in the room?’ I asked.

‘Something’ she helpfully replied.

There was a slight pause.

‘Would you like to do something?’

‘Yes’ I thought, ‘go back to sleep’.

She was looking at me with a little more interest. A new opportunity?

‘Do what? I asked.

‘Sex’ she replied.

Well, I suppose that made it fairly clear then, but I was still very sleepy.

‘How much?’

‘One hundred dollars’

‘Wow. That is a lot of money’.

‘What student discount do I get?’

She laughed and laid back on the bed.

‘Eighty dollars’

‘Wow. That is still an awful lot of money’.

‘How much will you pay?’