Runaway

Chaper 3

She walked down the street and seen a run down motel. She entered in the glass door. The walls where lime green and the ceiling was falling apart. The man behind the counter was plump. He was bald and had little hairs on his chin and above the upper lip. She gave him a weak smile and walked up to him.
"How much for one night?" "Depends, how much you got?" he answered. She grabbed the money out of her pocket. She only had 3.00 dollars left.
"I only have 3 sir." she said in her kindest voice. The man nods.
"Ok. 3 dollars then." he said.
"But-"
"It's all or nothing". He demanded. She gave him all 3 dollars. He gave her a key with a monkey on it.
"2cd floor, last room. 227." He mumbled. She nods and then turns her head back around towards him.
"You know it's a shame you took all of money. I thought we could have a little fun."
Suddenly the man turns around facing her.
"What do you mean fun?" he snaps.
"Well that shirt is turning me on." She pauses. "Oh never mind, you wouldn't want to with a girl like me anyway." She threw her hand at him.
"No miss, trust me mam i would." his eyes wide like an owl. She walked closer to him, so close that she could smell his pizza breathe.
"Them come on, what are you waiting for?" She whispers into his ear. He grabbed her hand and ran to the closet. She had him right where she wanted him.