Strolling along the walkway between my hotel and the airport terminal, a young woman rushed by, tripped and fell to the ground, spilling the contents of her case all over the floor. A small crown gathered and I bent down, scooped the spreadeagled contents of her case back into place, closed the case and helped her to her feet.
She had clearly sprained her ankle and I supported her as it was clear that she was unable to walk.
She was clearly distraught and I helped her back to the hotel and provided a meal for her in the restaurant during which time she explained that she was an erotic dancer and was booked on the BA flight to Lyon where she was performing in a club.
The next flight was the following morning so I offered her a bed in my hotel room and I would sleep on the settee and to this she readily agreed.
I came out of the shower and to my amazement she was standing in the room dressed only in her "performing tassels" and well, we ended up together in the same bed.
Next morning she asked me for 1,000 UK pounds as she was a hooker and she had seen my address in my wallet whilst I was showering and if I didn´t pay up, she would contact me wife.
I replied..."Remember, I know what was in your case"