Friday morning and the locker room is already cooking before I've even buttoned up. The uniform's sticking to me and I haven't started my rounds yet. Bet you'd tell me to leave a few undone.
Friday morning and the locker room is already cooking before I've even buttoned up. The uniform's sticking to me and I haven't started my rounds yet. Bet you'd tell me to leave a few undone.
Found these in 214 and couldn't resist. Five minutes of pretending the balcony and the view are mine before I put them back and finish my rounds. Bet I wear them better than she did.
The whole hotel is a furnace and management won't let us touch the AC in the staff corridors, so I've been taking my breaks in the wine cellar where the stone walls still hold last winter. Two buttons gave up before I made it down here and I don't think anyone's coming to check. Tell me you wouldn't follow me down.
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Commento più votatoYou look stunning that im surprised its not a profesional photoshoot cuz the quality is amazing.
Can't sleep, and a guest's laugh keeps replaying in my head — the drawer was open before I decided. Would you stay and listen?
The summer guests drift between the pool and the bar like it's a pilgrimage and I'm supposed to be restocking cabana towels, but there's a woman in a white bikini ordering her cocktails in French and I've completely lost track of what I came out here for. Tell me you wouldn't stare too.
Shift ended ten minutes ago and I'm already somewhere else entirely. Want to see what I do when nobody needs anything from me?
The village is already dressing up for the folklore festival and I keep catching myself watching the women spin in those heavy skirts, wondering what's hiding underneath all those layers. Tell me I'm not the only one who looks too long.
The dryers have been running all afternoon and this room is suffocating, but the vibration against my bare skin is making it impossible to leave. Tell me you wouldn't look away if you walked in.
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Commento più votatoJ'aimerais tellement te regarder te toucher sur la machine à laver qui vibre ma chérie rousse
The whole corridor went dark in seconds and now the rain is so loud I can feel it in my ribs. My uniform's back on the cart and this camisole isn't leaving much to the storm light. Tell me you'd keep walking past.
They tell guests the altitude keeps things cool. Four heatwaves in and even the mountain has given up. My uniform's in a pile on the chair and this slip is all that's left — wonder if you'd mind if I let it fall.