The Elevator Crush

sirhugs

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He works on the 7th floor. She works on a higher floor. each day they ride up and down and the same time. At first, they carefully avoid eye contact. after a week, they exchange shy smiles. Then, one day, the car going down picks up a mail trolley on 5. they shift, their hips press together. The next morning, they are running late, both rush into a car which rapidly fills. they are crushed in a corner. their hips press together. Their fingers intertwine. They still have never said a word to each other...
 
I normally would not advocate writing an entire story with no dialog, but in this case, it might be just perfect.
 
He works on the 7th floor. She works on a higher floor. each day they ride up and down and the same time. At first, they carefully avoid eye contact. after a week, they exchange shy smiles. Then, one day, the car going down picks up a mail trolley on 5. they shift, their hips press together. The next morning, they are running late, both rush into a car which rapidly fills. they are crushed in a corner. their hips press together. Their fingers intertwine. They still have never said a word to each other...



well, I'm in a naughty mood...was thinking why can't she :eek: reach out and touch "her":eek: in the elevator...the person to the left of "her" sees this and gets aroused, pressing his holiday package the hottie infront of him, which makes her blush and turn to see what's going on.....
 
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