Once both girls got into the Uber, they traveled dozens of kilometers to their destination. As they arrived, Garlim decided to wash off the gel that was stuck to her hair, causing her long, blonde hair to cascade down her back. She flashed a radiant, confident smile as she gazed at the imposing entrance of the luxurious hotel. "Well, ladies, anything else you'd like before we get out?" At the question, Garlim simply shook her head. She looked at Ambre to see if she was ready. "I just hope we don't end up breaking something today..." Garlim straightened herself a bit before getting out of the car with Ambre, and together they headed toward the hotel's imposing entrance.
As they walked, Garlim couldn't help but notice the admiring glances of the men passing by, and she enjoyed the attention. Upon entering the hotel, they were greeted by a uniformed doorman who bowed deeply, his gaze fixed on the curves of both girls, perhaps because of how voluptuous they appeared at first glance.
"Welcome, ladies," he said, his voice brimming with sincerity. "May I ask your names?"
"Garlim Ivanna, and she is Ambre Brault." At that moment, something seemed to click for the doorman. "Ah, you are the management's guests. Please, come in," he said politely. Garlim simply nodded and stepped forward.
