A LUMP IN THE BED
Posted by Barbanne on May 22, 2007 at 16:08:44:
A LUMP IN THE BED
My name eez Catalina Perez, Catalina Dorotea Perez and I clean thee rooms and make thee beds in thee Heelton Hotel.
Eet woz room One Feefty Seex and eet woz veree untidy.
Verree Untidy.
Mucka everywhere and steenk of Ceegarettes and boooza and a beeg untidy lump in thee bed. Under thee covers.
Sheeesh!!!
I pulla back the covers theenking how I gonna get thees straightened out and there wozza thee lump.
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeekkk!
A buck naked deada girl!!!!!
Wheeeeuuwww...........
"Madre de Dios!!"
I crossed myself.
I came closer and bent over the bed and peered at the body.
Sheeesha........, she woz dead alright, a stocking, nice patterned one too, wrapped so tight around her throat it had forced her tongue right out of her mouth. And what a mouth, full plumped up red lips and lovely, even white teeth. (notta like my yellow fangs) She woz a gringo gal with snowy blonde hair although dark roots showed that came outta a bottle and she was slender with a nice flat tummy and conical icecream cone titties topped with strawberry nipples. I considered my own rack of OS bazoongas and felt a twinge of envy. Her baby blues were wide open and blood shot and staring into eternity with that wierd glassy look only the truly dead can get.
Eeeeuuuwwweeee........what to do?
Calla the cops?
But then I looked at her shapely legs and buffed bod and cutesy, soft, moist pussy nestled in its little thicket of brown curls and I thought, "Hey Catalina, wotz witha you? This a chance to make a leetle money, a few pesos, getta your share of the Americain dream. Come on Catalina girl, lets not waste some perfectly good merchandise."
I pulled out my mobile phone and called a my cousin Renaldo.
Renaldo hazza a sort of knocking shop whatta caters to anyone, anyone you see, no matter whatta wierdo tastes they got.
I described my find.
Then I putta a Do Notta Disturb sign on the door and went onto some other rooms.
Renaldo arrived with Luis. Luis is sorta like Shrek on steroids only notta so nice.
Renaldo is sorta whatta you call a greez ball spic butta heez always been good to me.
"Show us what you got Catalina."
I take heem and Luis into room One Feefty Seex.
"Looka at thees Luis," I says and I whip away the sheet revealing my sweeta leetle deada girl.
"Fsssssssssseeeeeewwwwss.........." he whistle.
"Okay eh?" I says.
"You did good Catalina."
With them helping we get Miss Strangulated Dead Girl up, she nice and limpy, obviously pretty fresh and I reckon Renaldo going to get a few days outta her, maybe a week.I fetched a laundry trolley and we folded her into that and I accompany them down in the service lift with Miss Deado riding along nice and quiet and I helped them dump her in Renaldo's car, a big pink old Chrysler with a dangly sparkly crucifix hanging off of the rear vision mirror.
Renaldo and Luis took off and now he is ringing me telling me some truly wierdo girls would like a man along the lines of Miss Room One Feefty Seex.
Trouble is they don't just keel over when you want them to.
There's a nice buffed boy in room Two Thirtee Seven and he would do good but he looks pretty healthy to me.
Mind you I gotta Auntie who does some good pharmaceuticals.
So here I am knocking on the door of Room Two Thirtee Seven.
He open thee door and he nekkid.
Wheeeeeeeeeeuuuuuuwwwwwwww..........he a beeg boy, BEEEEEEEEEEEEGG!!
"I clean," I say.
"Hey babe you got a real treasure chest there," he say.
"I make you a cuppa tea Sir," I say, "Mebbee coffee?"