The hotel room looked larger than your own and apparently been in use by the gator for sometime. A funky smell hung in the air that smelled like raw fish and claw marks grazed the carpet. The bed was unmade and the bathroom door was open revealing an overflowing bathtub. The door to the balcony is open and from where you're sitting it looks lile you're high up on the hotel.
None of that really mattered to you because the gator woman was your main concern. It hadn't been a day and yet you've already been captured by a ferocious female that looked like she could crush her head between those massive jaws.
"You always were hard to get," the gator finally spoke. You had so many questions you wanted to ask but your captor interrupted. "Gotta say, I never thought that I'd get to see you again, at here of all places." You crawl away from her and backed against the wall putting as much space between you and her as you can. The gator shook her head at your pitiful attempt to flee and said, "Did you forget about me already? Can't say I blame you, Wanda. We've both done a lot of changing since college."
All her teasing did was frighten you further and raise more questions. You didn't know any alligators in college. Though her voice did sound familiar. Very familiar. In fact, it sounded like your former best friend from college Alison. Though it's been years since you've last spoke. You drifted apart after you got hitched and lost touch with one another. Another thing you noticed was the tone in which this girl spoke. She sounded...
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