I recently returned from a business trip to Las Vegas during which I rather innocently had an experience with a hotel room staff member who was cleaning my room. On the third morning of the four-day trip, I had gone for a short seven-mile run from the end of the strip out of town – past the airport and heliport, and then back. I picked up some coffee and a smoothie in the hotel and then headed up to my room. I was in a hurry as I had a istanbul travesti meeting in the hotel’s conference center, so I had just enough time to shower, dress, and leave. When I arrived at my room, I saw that the door was open and there was a cleaning trolley outside the room, so I knew that there would be someone inside. This meant that I was likely to be delayed. When I entered the room, I announced I was there, istanbul travestileri and a moment later a middle-aged (45 – 55) Asian woman came out of the bathroom and said hello and that she was cleaning. She was of average height and weight, neither beautiful nor not-beautiful, neither sexy nor not-sexy, in her cleaning uniform. She was pretty, but dressed for work. She was busy in the bathroom, so I gave her some time travesti istanbul by getting everything else in my room together for my meeting. When I finished, I needed to get in the shower, but she was cleaning the toilet room within the bathroom. It was a large bathroom in a suite at an upscale Vegas hotel, so in short, it was a huge bathroom with a separate bath, shower and toilet area. I waited for a bit, and then I politely yelled out that I was going to get in the shower (she had already cleaned that), if that was okay with her. I peeled off my sweaty running clothes and just as I took off my outer shorts, she came out of the toilet room but still had some cleaning to do in the main bathroom.