Tuesday, 11 September 2007

My sexy waitress Maria


This is a picture of Maria - one of the waitresses who works in my hotel - taken on my shithot postage stamp size 3G Sony Ericsson K950i.

She has been taking good care of me ever since I arrived and speaks perfect English. This morning as I was sat by the pool she noticed that I was reading some hardcore literature and whispered in my ear (as she poured me a glass of ice-cold cherry cola with such poise and elegance) "What are you doing later?".

Fuck.

I froze. This kind of thing has never happened to me before. I pretended not to have heard her, and tried to carry on with my Proust.

"If you wish, you may meet me later by the tennis courts. 3pm."

I looked up, threw her a faint smile and burrowed my head back in my book, before realising I had a sudden urge to take a long, ice-cold dip in the pool.

She's way out of my league

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

this hasn't really happened tvc, we all know it, you had a day dream and the photo is downloaded from google images, stop kidding yourself. get back to your channel and commission something, ...

Anonymous said...

Go on TVC, give into adolescent transgression off-screen as well as on...

Anonymous said...

So, the game of chess with Sombrero Dave has suddenly become a big secret ? How badly did he beat you ?

Mass Debate said...

TVC you're missing all the fun back at White City Towers! You'll just have to wait until you come back...

Graeme Jamieson said...

Fool, any chick who lets you point a fucking camera phone at her ain't even in the A League.

Anonymous said...

Hang on TVC what about the lovely Noreena? Not sure that you should be writing about your indescretions with a Mexican waitress on your 'publi' blog spot!