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A man and his friend travel to Vegas to celebrate his 21st birthday. A beautiful woman working at the hotel joins him for a drink and leads him into danger.
Publish Date: Jan 15, 2021
A man and his friend travel to Vegas to celebrate his 21st birthday. A beautiful woman working at the hotel joins him for a drink and leads him into danger. He begins to pass out after finishing his drink, and she carries him to his room. He finds himself tied to the bed when he wakes up.
I don't know what happened that night or what she was planning to do with me. I'm just glad I made it out alive. It all started with my friends, and I decided to go to Vegas for my 21st birthday. At the last minute, everyone bailed. Besides, my good friend Dylan Way got to Vegas and checked into a fancy hotel on the Vegas Strip. It was $400 a night, so I was glad we were only staying for three nights. After checking in, Brunette girl came over to Dylan and I. She was drop dead gorgeous. She had a thick Russian accent. E always had a thing for accents she had on tight jeans and a shirt that matched the colors of the hotel. She asked us if we needed help bringing our luggage to a room. I quickly said yes before Dylan could even mutter a word. I asked for her name and she said it was Alexandria. I thought, Wow. Ah, hot name, too. As we made our way up to the room, I made small talk with her. We got to a room and Alexandria just stood there awkwardly. I completely forgot Bell girls work for tips. I quickly pulled in my wallet and gave her a 20. She smiled and winked at me. Before I could even say another word. She turned her back and walked down the hall. Dillon said to me, If you keep tipping like that, you'll be out of money the first night, E said. I know, man, but she was just so hot. First night, Dylan and I bar hopped on the Vegas Strip. I don't even remember getting back to the hotel. My next morning was met with a hangover from hell. Every time I moved, I would feel a pounding in my head. Somehow Dylan was completely fine. He didn't even feel hungover at all, and I wanted to go out and party more. He told me there was a pool party nearby. I told Dylan that he should go by himself because I wanted to get some rest. I woke up a few hours later to Dylan coming back to the room, soaking wet. He told me to get ready to go out, he said. He met some cool guys and girls who were having a pre game in another room. My head still felt like a bomb went off inside. I told him to go out and that I may join him later. Dylan left without protesting. I went to sleep and woke up two hours later. It was a PM I felt much better and decided to go to the hotel bar. I figured a drink or two would get me back to feeling normal. E sat down at the bar and ordered a drink. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Alexandria. She was wearing tight leather pants in a red shirt. She looked stunning. I noticed she was coming towards me. I thought there was no way she even remembered me. She sat down right next to me and ordered a drink. My heart started racing and excitement. She nudged me on the shoulder and said, Hey, we hit it off right away I learned that she came from Russia on a work visa and sent most of her money back home to the family. Azzawi talk back and forth. She started to gently touch me. It was settled, but I got the message that she liked me. E started to touch her back and then we started making out after making out of the bar for a while, I thought, um or private setting would be more appropriate, E told Alexandria I was going to use the restroom and then, after we could go back to my room, she happily agreed. E returned from the restroom and close out my tab. As I left the bar, Alexandria nudged me. She said. You're not going to finish your drink. I didn't even notice I still had anything in my drink. I quickly picked up my glass and downed it. Alexandria chuckled. It wasn't a friendly laugh. It hadn't evil undertone to it. I instantly got a bad feeling from her. She ain't on my arm and said, Let's go back to your room Silly. As we got close to the elevator, my vision started to fade. My legs started feeling like putty. I heard someone asked in the background. Is he okay? I tried to cry for help, but nothing came out, Alexandria answered. He's fine. He's just had too much to drink. The elevator doors shut