Room 111

Jack was heading back to school and wasn't looking forward to the long

drive again.  Driving home had taken three days, and the trip back wasn't

going to be any better.  About halfway through the drive, he was starting to

get pretty tired after driving for close to 30 hours.  According to the travel

guide from the motor club, the next hotel was almost three hours down the

road.  Taking a deep breath, and another swallow of coffee, he just hoped

he could make it.  Suddenly, just ahead, was a motel on the right.  Jack

slowed the car down and turned into the lot.

Taking his backpack from the back seat of the car, he walked into the lobby.

A young, attractive girl was behind the counter, and greeted him cheerfully.

While standing at the counter, Jack commented the he hadn't seen this place

on any maps or travel guides.  "That's because we aren't.  We don't need to

look for guests.  The people who want to find us usually do," said the young

girl.  "The Red Inn isn't just for everyone, just those who need our services."

I've given you room 111.  It's down that hall and to your left.  i think you'll

be very pleased with that room, Jack."

Jack was too tired to ask any questions, but he couldn't help but wonder

about the clerk's explanation about this place.  Something wasn't making any

sense here, but tonight wasn't the time to figure it out.  He found the room

and put the key in the lock, turning it to the right and opening the door.  As

he walked inside, he had to admit that the room was nice.  Furnished in red,

white and pinks, he couldn't help but think these weren't exactly colors for

a guy.  But the bed looked quite good by then, and Jack quickly hopped into

the shower to freshen up.

As he stood there drying himself off after the shower, he couldn't help but

notice the sleep-set on the bed.  Jack didn't remember seeing it there before,

but he made a note to drop it off at the desk when he checked out in the AM.

Picking up the sleep-set, Jack prepared to toss it over to te chair when he felt

the urge to put it on.  It made no sense.  Never before had he ever wanted to

put on female clothing.  But tonight, there was something compelling Jack to

slip into this nightwear.  And he soon had it on.  And with that Jack shut off

the lights and soon was asleep.

The next more when Jack awoke.  Things had changed overnight.  Jack was

no longer himself, instead he found himself as a young enticing woman.  A

beautiful woman with long straight black hair.  His thoughts were broken by

the ring of the phone.  "Good morning, Princess.  I hope you slept well.  This

is Jessica at the desk and your first client will be here in an hour?  Princess?

Client?  What sort of a place was this?