His eyes were like steel, looking me up and down like he just won the lottery and I was a shiny red cadillac. As the elevator door closes a warm flush comes over me. His stare was enough to make ice melt. He remains silent, but his eyes tell me he likes what he sees. The further we fall the closer he feels. I finally look to meet his stare but he beats me to it and before I can take my next breath, he has me pinned against the wall. We kiss. His lips feel like a million roses in bloom. My heart swells and my knees falter, he catches me and pulls me closer. We kiss for what seems like forever, until the doors open and the cool air from the lobby invades our space and lulls the fire.
As we leave the elevator I quickly fix the seam in my stockings and reapply my lipstick. He straightens his tie and reaches for my hand, I pull away and he stops. I keep walking until the heat still lingering from my mouth causes me to stop and turn. My mouth opens but words won't come out as he comes closer and closer. I close my eyes and wait, but nothing happens. When I open my eyes he is gone and a small red card has been placed within my left hand. Disappointed and listless, I read my souvenir...
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