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Chapter 3 - The Hotel Room
**Part 16.**
We spoke a little bit more about Rahul and about the boys in our college, to find a potential candidate for me, according to Manisha. As close as we were, I did not tell Manisha about anything that had happened in Nani’s house months ago. I haven’t had a decent night’s sleep since that day, constantly worried about the photos and videos that was in Mr Arul’s possession. I did not trust him, but I knew he respected Dadi enough to keep it to himself.
I turned around and looked at Manisha, she looked beautiful as she slept. Her long hair covering her beautiful face as she snoozed silently. She did not have a worry in the world if she got together with Rahul. He was financially secured and came from a reputable family. From what we had spoken earlier, Rahul’s parents liked her as well and there was discussion about marriage after they had both graduated. My world had taken a turn for the worse since the first day Dadi had taken advantage of my body. I turned over to the other side, trying to hold back my tears. Eventually, I fell asleep too.
I woke up the next day around 9.00 AM to laughter coming from the living room. I slowly opened the door and looked out to see Manisha having breakfast with my family. I knew my brother had a little crush on her and was ogling her as she spoke. My parents knew Manisha well and always welcomed her to our home as part of the family.
“Good morning sleepy head,”, Appa said. “Would you be joining us for breakfast this morning?”
“Hurry up and have your shower, ma”, Amma cut in, “The food is getting cold.”
“Give me a couple of minutes…”, I yawned as I closed the door again. I slowly made my way into the small attached bathroom in my room, stripping at the door. I stood there naked for a minute, slowly wrapping the towel around my body as the room door opened.
“Hey!”, I shouted out at Manisha as she casually strolled in.
“What?!!!Hurry up.”, she jogged towards me and playfully slapped my bum. “Rahul will meet us in an hour.”
I got into the bathroom, oh yea, I forgot. I was supposed to follow her and hang out with them for a little while today.
“Wait. Does he know I’m coming?”, I peeked out from behind the half closed door. Manisha sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her phone.
“Nope. He thinks it’s just me.”, she glanced up at me, giggling slightly.
I rolled my eyes at her as I close the door.
Half an hour later, the both of us were making our way to the edge of town, the sun shining brightly at our faces as we strolled past little chai walla’s and saree shops. The streets were empty in this area, barely a soul around.
“Are you sure we are going the correct way?”, I asked her, slightly doubtful looking at the area we are in.
“Yup. We came here once before.”, she replied me, walking confidently. “The receptionist is a bit of creep, but we didn’t have a problem the last time we came.”, she shrugged her shoulders as she continued walking. Manisha was wearing a simple sleeveless shirt and a long ankle high skirt. I had on my usual t-shirt and track pants . I was a bit worried about having to leave alone later on in the day.
5 minutes later, the both of us reached the supposed hotel. It looked bad at first glance from the outside. It was an old 4 story building at the very edge of town, the paint faded from the sun. Looking up, I could see a few windows were broken, a large handwritten signboard hung from a pole in front stating the hotel’s hourly rates.
Grand Tamilnadu Hotel, the signboard glared at my face. A few letters were missing. This place was a dump. There was nothing grand about it at all.
“Are you serious Manisha?”, I looked at her, then pointed at the building. “This place? It looks horrible!”.
“What? It’s what we can afford.”, she said, laughing slightly at my face. “Come on, it isn’t so bad.”
“Ughhh.”, I rolled my eyes at her as I followed her to the entrance.
An old security guard was seated at the entrance smoking a cheap cigarette. He looked up at the both of us, his eyes found my chest as he watched us walking towards him. He slowly stood up, nodding his head slightly as he opened the dirty glass door for us. His dark oily face sneering as he watched us enter the old hotel lobby, his eyes never leaving our bodies. We ignored him as we made our way to the dark staircase.
“Do you know which room Rahul took?”, I whispered at Manisha.
“Yeah. On the second floor. He managed to get the same room we took the last time.”, she said as she entered the archway to the stairs.
“Hi ma, nice to see you again.”, a voice called out from below us.
We both turned to see a man in his 50’s grinning up at us. He looked at Manisha, then at me with a little smirk on his face. He was a dark skinny man, bald with grey hair on the sides of his head wearing a pair of thick glasses.
“Hi uncle.”, Manisha said, slowly taking another step up, trying to avoid him.
“Your boyfriend is waiting for you,”, he said, a bit of sarcasm in his voice, staring intently at the both of us. “Room 2 – 5.”
“Yes, I know.”, Manisha replied crudely, trying to move on. I too followed Manisha back up to climb the stairs to ignore him. He continued to stare at us with a smile on his face as we reached the landing to the first floor.
“Who’s that?”, I asked her. He looked like a creep.
“Sigh. Senthil. The hotel manager.”, she replied, rolling her eyes. “He was here the last time as well, asking Rahul and me multiple questions when we wanted to book the room. He kept commenting about how couples like to use his hotel for sex and leave, trying to get us to acknowledge that was why we came here.”
“I see.”, I shrugged as we made our way up to the second floor. “He looks disgusting.”
“He is. He kept staring at my ass and making lewd comments whenever I was close by. Rahul was very uncomfortable with him as well.”.
We finally reached the doorway to hotel room.
“Shhhh…”, Manisha put her finger to her lips, giggling as she silenced me. We both stood in front of the door as Manisha gently knocked. I heard some shuffling and footsteps heading towards the door. Rahul slowly opened the door and peeked out at the hallway to the both us grinning back at him.
“Manisha!”, he said excitedly, then looked over at me, puzzled. “Hi Shanti.”, he said shyly as I waved at him with a smile on my face.
Manisha pushed her way past him and entered the room with me following her closely behind. It didn’t look so bad, just a pretty basic king-sized bed with a table stand on each side. A dresser with a large mirror facing the bed and a small bathroom at the other end of the small room. Two small chairs and little table were placed in front of the room window. Rahul had already pulled the curtains shut. I looked at the sheets and noticed one side was crumpled from where Rahul was probably laying down while waiting for Manisha. The sheets don’t look washed though, I thought to myself as I made my way to the small chair in front of the window to sit down.
“Hey….what’s going on?”, Rahul asked, visibly uncomfortable and blushing slightly, knowing that I knew why the two of them had booked a room in the edge of town to make out.
“Don’t worry,Rahul.”, I laughed a little looking at his shocked expression. “I just came to say hi.”
“Relax Rahul.”, Manisha gently took his hand and led him to the edge of the bed facing me. “I asked her to follow me here to surprise you.”, she continued.
Rahul being the perfect gentleman that he is quickly grabbed a drink from the table and offered one to me, his small frame moving around making him look like an excited little kid. It was obvious he wanted some private time with Manisha, and I knew I was intruding into their space but Manisha seemed very casual about it. I took the drink from Rahul and thanked him as he adjusted his glasses on his face.
“So… this is where you guys come to make out huh?”, I teased him as he sat down beside Manisha on the bed.
**End of Part 16.**
**Part 16.**
We spoke a little bit more about Rahul and about the boys in our college, to find a potential candidate for me, according to Manisha. As close as we were, I did not tell Manisha about anything that had happened in Nani’s house months ago. I haven’t had a decent night’s sleep since that day, constantly worried about the photos and videos that was in Mr Arul’s possession. I did not trust him, but I knew he respected Dadi enough to keep it to himself.
I turned around and looked at Manisha, she looked beautiful as she slept. Her long hair covering her beautiful face as she snoozed silently. She did not have a worry in the world if she got together with Rahul. He was financially secured and came from a reputable family. From what we had spoken earlier, Rahul’s parents liked her as well and there was discussion about marriage after they had both graduated. My world had taken a turn for the worse since the first day Dadi had taken advantage of my body. I turned over to the other side, trying to hold back my tears. Eventually, I fell asleep too.
I woke up the next day around 9.00 AM to laughter coming from the living room. I slowly opened the door and looked out to see Manisha having breakfast with my family. I knew my brother had a little crush on her and was ogling her as she spoke. My parents knew Manisha well and always welcomed her to our home as part of the family.
“Good morning sleepy head,”, Appa said. “Would you be joining us for breakfast this morning?”
“Hurry up and have your shower, ma”, Amma cut in, “The food is getting cold.”
“Give me a couple of minutes…”, I yawned as I closed the door again. I slowly made my way into the small attached bathroom in my room, stripping at the door. I stood there naked for a minute, slowly wrapping the towel around my body as the room door opened.
“Hey!”, I shouted out at Manisha as she casually strolled in.
“What?!!!Hurry up.”, she jogged towards me and playfully slapped my bum. “Rahul will meet us in an hour.”
I got into the bathroom, oh yea, I forgot. I was supposed to follow her and hang out with them for a little while today.
“Wait. Does he know I’m coming?”, I peeked out from behind the half closed door. Manisha sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her phone.
“Nope. He thinks it’s just me.”, she glanced up at me, giggling slightly.
I rolled my eyes at her as I close the door.
Half an hour later, the both of us were making our way to the edge of town, the sun shining brightly at our faces as we strolled past little chai walla’s and saree shops. The streets were empty in this area, barely a soul around.
“Are you sure we are going the correct way?”, I asked her, slightly doubtful looking at the area we are in.
“Yup. We came here once before.”, she replied me, walking confidently. “The receptionist is a bit of creep, but we didn’t have a problem the last time we came.”, she shrugged her shoulders as she continued walking. Manisha was wearing a simple sleeveless shirt and a long ankle high skirt. I had on my usual t-shirt and track pants . I was a bit worried about having to leave alone later on in the day.
5 minutes later, the both of us reached the supposed hotel. It looked bad at first glance from the outside. It was an old 4 story building at the very edge of town, the paint faded from the sun. Looking up, I could see a few windows were broken, a large handwritten signboard hung from a pole in front stating the hotel’s hourly rates.
Grand Tamilnadu Hotel, the signboard glared at my face. A few letters were missing. This place was a dump. There was nothing grand about it at all.
“Are you serious Manisha?”, I looked at her, then pointed at the building. “This place? It looks horrible!”.
“What? It’s what we can afford.”, she said, laughing slightly at my face. “Come on, it isn’t so bad.”
“Ughhh.”, I rolled my eyes at her as I followed her to the entrance.
An old security guard was seated at the entrance smoking a cheap cigarette. He looked up at the both of us, his eyes found my chest as he watched us walking towards him. He slowly stood up, nodding his head slightly as he opened the dirty glass door for us. His dark oily face sneering as he watched us enter the old hotel lobby, his eyes never leaving our bodies. We ignored him as we made our way to the dark staircase.
“Do you know which room Rahul took?”, I whispered at Manisha.
“Yeah. On the second floor. He managed to get the same room we took the last time.”, she said as she entered the archway to the stairs.
“Hi ma, nice to see you again.”, a voice called out from below us.
We both turned to see a man in his 50’s grinning up at us. He looked at Manisha, then at me with a little smirk on his face. He was a dark skinny man, bald with grey hair on the sides of his head wearing a pair of thick glasses.
“Hi uncle.”, Manisha said, slowly taking another step up, trying to avoid him.
“Your boyfriend is waiting for you,”, he said, a bit of sarcasm in his voice, staring intently at the both of us. “Room 2 – 5.”
“Yes, I know.”, Manisha replied crudely, trying to move on. I too followed Manisha back up to climb the stairs to ignore him. He continued to stare at us with a smile on his face as we reached the landing to the first floor.
“Who’s that?”, I asked her. He looked like a creep.
“Sigh. Senthil. The hotel manager.”, she replied, rolling her eyes. “He was here the last time as well, asking Rahul and me multiple questions when we wanted to book the room. He kept commenting about how couples like to use his hotel for sex and leave, trying to get us to acknowledge that was why we came here.”
“I see.”, I shrugged as we made our way up to the second floor. “He looks disgusting.”
“He is. He kept staring at my ass and making lewd comments whenever I was close by. Rahul was very uncomfortable with him as well.”.
We finally reached the doorway to hotel room.
“Shhhh…”, Manisha put her finger to her lips, giggling as she silenced me. We both stood in front of the door as Manisha gently knocked. I heard some shuffling and footsteps heading towards the door. Rahul slowly opened the door and peeked out at the hallway to the both us grinning back at him.
“Manisha!”, he said excitedly, then looked over at me, puzzled. “Hi Shanti.”, he said shyly as I waved at him with a smile on my face.
Manisha pushed her way past him and entered the room with me following her closely behind. It didn’t look so bad, just a pretty basic king-sized bed with a table stand on each side. A dresser with a large mirror facing the bed and a small bathroom at the other end of the small room. Two small chairs and little table were placed in front of the room window. Rahul had already pulled the curtains shut. I looked at the sheets and noticed one side was crumpled from where Rahul was probably laying down while waiting for Manisha. The sheets don’t look washed though, I thought to myself as I made my way to the small chair in front of the window to sit down.
“Hey….what’s going on?”, Rahul asked, visibly uncomfortable and blushing slightly, knowing that I knew why the two of them had booked a room in the edge of town to make out.
“Don’t worry,Rahul.”, I laughed a little looking at his shocked expression. “I just came to say hi.”
“Relax Rahul.”, Manisha gently took his hand and led him to the edge of the bed facing me. “I asked her to follow me here to surprise you.”, she continued.
Rahul being the perfect gentleman that he is quickly grabbed a drink from the table and offered one to me, his small frame moving around making him look like an excited little kid. It was obvious he wanted some private time with Manisha, and I knew I was intruding into their space but Manisha seemed very casual about it. I took the drink from Rahul and thanked him as he adjusted his glasses on his face.
“So… this is where you guys come to make out huh?”, I teased him as he sat down beside Manisha on the bed.
**End of Part 16.**
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