writer- u/Quiet_Scripter When a storm drowns out the musical festival you've been looking forward to for months, you think the whole weekend is a wash. Things get even worse when the hotel loses your reservation. But everything starts to look up when the mature, thicc receptionist makes you an offer that no sane man would refuse. So, what's it going to be? You could go sleep in your car, crushed between all those bags... Or you could sleep with me, crushed between my thighs.