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She pulled out her phone and swiped the screen to open it. "Fuck. It says where the hell are we?"

Allison turned quickly. "What?!"

"It says where the hell are we? What the fuck, Allison?" Candy scrambled onto the bed to show Allison her phone. She looked at the man bound and gagged. "What room number is this?"

He screamed into his gag, his face getting redder by the minute.

Allison scrambled off the bed and opened the door. She looked out side and then slammed the door shut. "2214."

"Fuck, we're supposed to be in 2314. What do we do now?"

"Candy, you get upstairs and stall while I untie this guy. Shit, I don't even know his name. Fuck."

Candy hopped off the bed and picked up an assortment of gear that she pulled out of a duffle bag earlier. She unstrapped a dildo and harness from around her waist, and along with a large bottle of lube and a roll of condoms, she stuffed the items into the bag along with a collection of paddles, whips, and leather belts. She grabbed her coat and was out the door in a flash.

Allison began to release the mouth gag from their hapless victim.

"What the fuck is going on, you two are..." Mike shouted once the mouth gag was released.

Allison quickly covered his mouth with her hand. "Shut up, shut up, shut up," she whispered desperately. "We're sorry, this is our first time as a team and we got the wrong room. God, we're sorry."

Mike's eyes were bulging from the pressure of her hand on his mouth. He was beginning to turn blue.

"If I take my hand off will you promise not to shout?"

Mike nodded and Allison took her hand away from his mouth. "I'm sorry but if we get caught it could be some serious jail time. The hotel will definitely press charges."

Mike, still laying spread eagle, took a big breath and coughed. "Would you untie me please?"

"Oh, sorry, yes of course." She quickly began to remove the restraints.

He sat up and rubbed his wrists and then looked sideways at her as she removed his leg cuffs. "Mike."

"Huh?" She paused a moment and looked at him.

"My name," he swallowed hard, reacting to the effects of the gag. "It's Mike. You said you didn't even know my name."

She pulled some straps with clips from under the bed and began to fold them and place them into another duffle bag. Not knowing what else to do Allison extended her hand to him. "Hi, I'm Allison, I'm sooo sorry..."

He held his hand up and interrupted her. "You can stop saying you're sorry now, no real harm was done. Although you did manage to scare the fuckin' hell out of me."

Allison sat down on the bed next to Mike with a sheepish smile.

Mike glanced sideways to Allison. "So, are you girls pros or what?"

Allison nodded slowly with a grimace. "Sort of like that. I just met Candy last week, we sort of hit it off. I came down from Atlantic City two weeks ago. Things have been pretty slow so we thought we'd team up and try this. Candy has done it a couple of times before so she sort of took the lead."

Mike's face broke out in a huge grin. "So this means you owe me, huh?"

"Yeah, I suppose so. Oh, ah, er, before anything else happens I should tell you that Candy and I are not, well, we're sort of girls with something extra."

Mike glanced down and noticed a small bulge between Allison's thighs. "Shemales?"

"We don't like that word. Transgendered, male to female, yes, or transsexuals if you like, T-girls if you must."

Mike shook his head in wonder. "I don't believe it. You're gorgeous, you don't look like a guy at all. It's totally amazing!"

Allison nodded and blushed crimson. "Thanks."

She stood up and picked up her duffle bag. "Um, I got to go. Candy is waiting for me, we're supposed to be a team." She smiled meekly. "Is it okay for me to go?"

Mike handed her a notepad with a hotel pen. "Here, write your number on this."

A sudden look of fear crossed her face. "Why? Are you going to press charges?"

"No, no, nothing like that. I thought perhaps we can do dinner sometime. I'll be back in town next week for a longer stay."

"Oh, okay, sure.

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