Don’t look here, there’s nothing for sale, we can’t help you. Can’t you read the sign? Look, it says “Pleasure: no discount, only cash”. We only have a few beds and some curtains for privacy, we charge by the hour. People come here to relive a part of themselves.
Oh! Where are my manners after all you’re prospective customers, you want comfort, excitement and pleasure. Well then my friend you’re at the right place! Be aware! This can get very addicting and distracting, it may mingle with your personal life, it may intervene with your perception of reality. After this you won’t want to sleep in your own bed again, or anyone else’s per say. But remember nothing lasts for ever, even the time spent here is so glorious because the pleasure felt is by the hour only. One hour here and for the rest of Twenty-three hours you’ll be longing to come here. It’s so addictive that you can always checkin but you can never really leave.
Come in! Come in! Please be my guests, oh I am sorry, you’re already guests, each customer here is a guest. Don’t mind the aloofness, this is off hour, people usually come here at night. But we don’t mind your lifestyle, everyone is welcome, irrespective of gender or sexuality, although going by the nature of our business and what we they don’t matter, I have to say this as part of our inclusion policy. Ok, now I look away, you can change into any form of clothing you want or none also, don’t worry all our sheets and pillows and dry cleaned after every client is gone, now you know why we don’t give discounts, no sale, a big no no. But you get to fulfil your sweet sweet fantasies and memories, how exciting! I always get a smile on my face when I see the stress leaving your soul and the pleasure devouring your senses. I am always happy to provide my services.
But the only thing I shall tell you my friends that this thing is no joke, its an age old lore, that once a nomad went passing through looking for some lodging, he hadn’t slept in days, he had nothing to eat and hence nothing to piss. So, midway through he gave up on his quest for gold and looked for some timber, to make the foundations of the very place you find yourself. He worked day and night just to get some shade from the sun. But as you know, labour is nature’s tax and nature is a bitch, it never rained whilst he worked. He survived on some leaves and fruits nearby, however it didn’t suffice, nature’s tax weighed heavily on him and left nothing for him to live by. The moment he built enough for him to have a roof above him and a bed for him to finally dream after months of hardship. He disappeared into nothingness and left his soul within these walls, helping anyone relive their dreams as if they were true.
So, my friends are you up for it? For it may sound ideal, like a bed full of roses but remember there are always thorns underneath. Firstly, no hanky spanky allowed this is purely a lodge for people to relive their fondest memories and dreams. Secondly, you must choose wisely, for the moment you choose to dream or relive a fondest memory of someone you loved, it will feel very real and tangible but the moment the minute hand strikes twelve, it would be as if that memory or dream never existed. Promise you won’t shed a tear. The only thing you’ll remember is that you had the greatest pleasure of your life sleeping here.
So, tell me would you dare to relive a memory, would you dare to dream or would you rather live and keep it forever?
