My name is Brandon Wolf and I am a Blackthorn City Police Captain. I am also the owner of a three story hotel! As you can guess, I am a very busy wolf! My staff attends to the daily operation of the manor, but they do keep me informed.
OK, so I got a call, the other night, telling me someone had jumped out the window in one of the second story guestrooms at Thornhurst. I, of course, rushed right home.
The subject was an aging grey wolf. He wasn't dead, but the fall had knocked him out, cold. While Sasha, my wife, attended to him, I asked the staff if anyone knew why he had jumped. Pepper, the maid, stepped foreword.
"Mr. Wolf, can I talk to you, alone?"
"Sure," I said.
We met in my office and she told me her story.
"Well, I was cleaning the rooms, like always, and this guy calls me over and offers me fifty bucks to join him for a minute. Now, I know you don't like me to, but fifty's a lot of money to a girl like me, so I said 'All right.'"
"OK, Pepper, so you were in the room when he jumped?"
"Yeah, but I didn't push him or anything. Once I was in the room, he said I was even more beautiful up close. He offered me a hundred dollars to pose for him in my underwear, but he swore there'd be no monkey business."
I buried my face in my hands.
"Pepper, what am I going to do with you?"
"Come on," she cried, "a hundred dollars is a lot of money to me! So I took off my uniform and let him look me over."
"OK, so that's no reason for him to jump out the window."
"Aww, thanks, Mr. Wolf. He thought so, too. In fact, he offered me five hundred dollars to pose in the nude! But he promised no monkey business and five hundreds nothing to laugh at, so I said 'OK.'"
I shook my head.
"Pepper…"
"Now, let me finish! He was obviously excited, and he asked, 'Alright, now how much for the monkey business?' So I tell him, 'My usual rate is $9.95,' and he jumped out the window!"
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Brandon Wolf, Pepper, and all other related items and characters © Brandon Kosinski
Image © Carey Villers
OK, so I got a call, the other night, telling me someone had jumped out the window in one of the second story guestrooms at Thornhurst. I, of course, rushed right home.
The subject was an aging grey wolf. He wasn't dead, but the fall had knocked him out, cold. While Sasha, my wife, attended to him, I asked the staff if anyone knew why he had jumped. Pepper, the maid, stepped foreword.
"Mr. Wolf, can I talk to you, alone?"
"Sure," I said.
We met in my office and she told me her story.
"Well, I was cleaning the rooms, like always, and this guy calls me over and offers me fifty bucks to join him for a minute. Now, I know you don't like me to, but fifty's a lot of money to a girl like me, so I said 'All right.'"
"OK, Pepper, so you were in the room when he jumped?"
"Yeah, but I didn't push him or anything. Once I was in the room, he said I was even more beautiful up close. He offered me a hundred dollars to pose for him in my underwear, but he swore there'd be no monkey business."
I buried my face in my hands.
"Pepper, what am I going to do with you?"
"Come on," she cried, "a hundred dollars is a lot of money to me! So I took off my uniform and let him look me over."
"OK, so that's no reason for him to jump out the window."
"Aww, thanks, Mr. Wolf. He thought so, too. In fact, he offered me five hundred dollars to pose in the nude! But he promised no monkey business and five hundreds nothing to laugh at, so I said 'OK.'"
I shook my head.
"Pepper…"
"Now, let me finish! He was obviously excited, and he asked, 'Alright, now how much for the monkey business?' So I tell him, 'My usual rate is $9.95,' and he jumped out the window!"
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Brandon Wolf, Pepper, and all other related items and characters © Brandon Kosinski
Image © Carey Villers
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