I left her on the bed knickers hanging out.
Went downstairs and met the friendly concierge in the lift.
As we got out I asked him if there was anywhere
I could get a bottle of water.
“No problem Sir what room number?”
I decided to go out for a walk give him time to deliver.
When I got back he told me it was all done.
As I walked past him I gave him a little wink.
I opened the door sure what was coming.
“You bloody idiot, he didn’t even knock.”
I could have told her it was that little devil
but she wouldn’t off understood
~ Marc Carver
Basingstoke, UK