Chapter #4Dr. Moriarty greets an old woman in the hallway by: DrZaaijer   Dr. Moriarty decided to walk the halls of his hotel to see first hand what was happening without any monitors. Walking toward him on the 23rd floor as an elderly lady in her eighties and her nursing aide. Evelyn the eighty+ year old was wearing what you would expect for a woman her age. She had on corrective shoes and support stockings. The skirt that she was wearing was long almost down to her ankles. She wore a modest but pretty blouse and one assumed the normal undergarments worn by a woman of her age. She wore some lipstick and a little bit of blush on her wrinkled cheeks. She needed a walker to walk down the halls.
She was accompanied by Wanda her nursemaid whose job it was to keep her safe and perform any of the tasks that Evelyn couldn't do because of her health. Wanda was a black woman who was nearing forty. She was wearing the typical nursemaid outfit of scrubs (pants and blouse) white hose and thick rubbery souled white shoes. She wore the appropriate makeup of a woman of her age.
Dr. Moriarty greeted them, "Hello ladies."
"Hello."
"I am the owner of this hotel, Dr. Moriarty."
"Nice to meet you."
After some small talk Dr. Moriarty got down to business. "Ladies, I have heard that there have been some strange things going on here. I can't find anything have you seen anything strange?"
Evelyn said, "Well I saw some people dressed strangely."
"You have, how so?"
"Well there was this one little boy who couldn't be any more than ten. He was running down the halls."
"Nothing wrong with that."
"Yes but he was wearing a woman's red business suit with an A-line skirt."
"That is very odd."
"Yes he wore pantyhose and he was running on three inch heels. He could run in them like he was wearing sneakers."
"Really?"
"His mother looked kinda odd too. She was a pretty woman from the top, but her stomach was strangely shaped, it was more like a man's beer gut than a woman's tummy."
"Maybe she was pregnant?"
"I don't think so. Then in the elevator, we saw this man and his daughter. I could have sworn that the girl had a deep manly voice and the man had the voice of a little girl. That's not all, the girl seemed to be telling the man what to do like she was in charge. I was going to say something, but my hearing aides don't always work right so I thought it was my imagination. " Wanda nodded to attest that what Evelyn said was true.
"Maybe it was that?"
"The more I think about it, the more I think not. And the way children are dressing these days, I thought I saw two little girls who couldn't have been older than six. But do you know what they were dressed like?"
"What?"
"They were dressed like prostitutes. One of them was wearing a red lace bustier with cut outs in front and a matching thong. The bustier had garter straps that attached to sheer red stockings and she wore high platform heels. The other girl wore a top was see through it's a good thing that she didn't have anything to see underneath. It was disgusting."
"Oh my word, I haven't seen anything like that, but I'll look around. But where are you ladies heading?
"Oh we are going to my friend Florance's room, she is hosting an orgy."
"An orgy really?"
"Yes, it gives me a stiffy just thinking about it." Inside Evelyn's plain white bloomers her cock was indeed getting stiff. "Florance hosts and orgy every year and the sluts she gets to come to satisfy the women in our sewing group are as hot as shit." Once again Wanda nodded in agreement. Inside Wanda's bikini panties her cock was also getting a bit hard.
"Well you two ladies have a great time at your orgy and if you see or hear of anything odd, let me know." Dr. Moriarty said before walking off. "That is great," Dr. Moriarty thought to himself, "those women can see what had happened to others, but they don't notice anything wrong with themselves.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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