I suddenly realize that my submission to her goes beyond her threats to have me fired. I… I need this job.’
‘You do that with every guest? Sex videos … Yes, that’s on Friday, the day after tomorrow. ‘Tell Mr. Flanagan gets to her feet. I wake up with a jolt. … OK, I’ll see you in Antwerp then. I hold her arm while she slowly lowers her big ass into the water. Her face is round, dominated by an oversized crooked nose. Then I continue with the soap. I rush into the kitchen, where the morning crew is already busy. Well he damn well should.’
‘I’ll do anything, Mrs. Traffic’s a bitch after five.’
We step out of the elevator and I show her into her suite. I have always been terrified of women in rage. Flanagan is still on the phone when I step into the bedroom. ‘Your breakfast is ready, madam.’
‘What time is it?’
‘It is eight o’clock, Madam.’
‘Help me up.’
I fold back the sheets and help Mrs. My flight is at 18:25.’
‘Better hurry then, Madam. … Yes, that’s on Friday, the day after tomorrow. I want you to hand wash them and dry them in the dryer. ‘Undress me.’
I help her out of her nightgown and escort her to the tub.
