No Fear!

It was Sunday and the lobby was full of new guests. Gloria stood graciously, waiting to greet the man responsible for the popular convention that had filled her rooms. She mused at the money people spent on such nonsense.

She’d gone to great lengths to assure that her attire accentuated her impressive chest and small waist, not to mention the beautiful shape of her legs. Her age had not diminished her looks, and she knew her attributes were somewhat responsible for having helped her achieve the success she’d enjoyed at her favorite hotel. But she also realized that she needed to be alert and calculating to ensure that each day passed without any glitches. Reputation had always been the key to her achievements. There was no magic involved, but instead, a carefully orchestrated day to day strategy designed to ensure that each of her guest’s desires was fulfilled. Looks were everything, and she had chosen the appearance of elegance as opposed to gimmicks. She didn’t have a small white dog to clutch in her arms, but instead, Gloria enhanced her mystic by showing off her young protégé, the innocent but ambitious Emma.

Gloria was instantly impressed with Emma during their first meeting. She had finished graduate school with high grades a little over a year before, and had a natural sense for business. She hadn’t wasted her time interviewing with the numerous head hunters who wanted to court her, to persuade her to be their client. Rather, she had headed directly to México and insisted that she was destined to work hand in hand with the famous hotel mistress, Mrs. Templeton. It had been her intention, her goal from an early age, and there was nothing that could have stopped her. Within a short time, Gloria had embraced her as a close companion, a daughter-like trainee who was undoubtedly helping the hotel gain prestigious fame throughout all of America.

Gloria often mused over her assistant’s headstrong spunk along with her stunning looks. And likewise, she admired Emma’s eagerness to show off whenever she was in public. She had immensely long legs, and was similarly blessed with a womanly body shape comparable to her own. Other than Emma’s blond hair as opposed to her distinct dark locks, they could have easily been confused as blood relatives. Gloria was impressed at how Emma had been trained. Her philosophies matched her own business ideas, and she claimed the same ambition that had helped Gloria gain international recognition in the hotel industry.  She saw Emma as a leader, her persona demanding respect from those around her.  She was the perfect company to have at her side.

“He’s here, Emma. Stand straight, and let me talk.” Gloria’s smile lit up her face as she watched him walk through the door and slowly approach them. “Paul, it’s so good to see you.”

He took her hands and kissed each side of her face. “Umm, that wonderful smell, it’s as beautiful to my nose as you are to my eyes. It’s good to see you again, Gloria.”

Laughing, Gloria placed her hand firmly on his shoulder and turned to guide him toward the lounge. “Paul, let my assistant take your suitcase, and give her your credit card. You and I are going to have some time to talk before you see your fabulous suite. Emma, please check Dr. Goodfriend in, and have his luggage taken to his room.”

Paul turned toward the assistant, and stopped Gloria. “Please introduce me to this lovely woman before she disappears from my eyes, Gloria. I’ve had a very long trip but I think I can get over it if I have hopes of a dinner date with this beautiful creature.”

Gloria held her disdain for the man, smiled and graciously did the introductions. He leaned into Emma, turning on his charm. “Please call me Paul, dear Emma. Would you do me the honor of being my date tonight at the opening of the convention?”

Emma knew better than to show up her boss, so she proceeded with care. “Dr. Goodfriend, both Mrs. Templeton and I have every intention to be with you tonight. I’ll get you checked in, and see you around eight o’clock.” She smiled at Gloria before directing herself toward the front desk.