Chapter 1: the plot (ID #676167) an addition by: Heelman ![View flyest826's Portfolio. [Offline / Private]](http://images.Writing.Com/imgs/writing.com/writers/costumicons/ps-icon-regular-10.gif) More by this author My name is Jeff I am currently employed as a manger for a Bel Mar hotel in Los Angles. When I get the call from the owner of the hotel Telling me that we have booked a big event in the recreation center(kind of like a ball room or dance hall). As I got perpared for the event the day before the event He called me again and told what the event was. He told me it was a breast cancer awareness Celebrities fundrasier. He told me be prepare for alot of famous people coming to the event. I started had a thought in my head in the hallway toward the bathroom they were doing constrution on the floor. The concrete has been broken down and we put a large red carpet covering the lumps but its still lumpy. I always wanted to get trample be celebrities, its been my all time dream. So I called up my assistant and told her im taking a personal day off tommorow and you are going to be acting manger of the hotel. I notice that under the carpet their is a lot of dirt and brokend pieces of cement. It would be very painful for my back to lay down their so i place three large couch pillows where my back is going to be and I made two small holes so I can see who is stepping on me. The bathroom is a personal bathroom so only one person at a time. But we have three of them. I really wanted all of them to trample me so I told my assistant that only one of the three bathrooms works. I put a out of order sign on the two bathroom so use the bathroom in the middle they would have to step on me to get in. The night before I decided to spen in night in my hell hole. So I sneak myself in and it felt very comfortable,I started to pass out.
I had only been lying there for about couple hours when I heard women’s voices approaching, had it started early? As they got nearer I noticed they were maids obviously coming to clean the toilets before the night started. A young brunette walked up my legs, trod on my cock then my chest and stopped. My heart stopped beating as she squatted down and straightened the carpet – it mustn’t have been lying right. She said to her workmate that she was sure shed already checked the carpet but it was lucky she had spotted it because it would not be tolerated tonight of all nights. As she walked away I heard her complain to her friend about not getting extra money for working later as the license had been extended till 2am. Shit. Where will this story go next? Your choices are below...
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