He moved into the cabin almost before the pas- sengers started to move around for the carry-on lug- gage. The smiling man came directly toward Nikki,...and stood in the aisle before her. “Ms. Primikov, my name in Scott Willams, I’m the CEO of the Buccannon Agency, and I personally wanted to be the first person to greet you.” He thrust out his hand in a firm but friendly fashion, which Nikki took in the ritual welcoming motion expect- ed of her. She smiled at him, but said. But recently they both had begun pushing the envelope when it came to sex. The elevator began to move, Sharon looked out over the lobby, seeing the people across the way and in the lobby below. She smiled to herself thinking of the number of stories she had heard about this very elevator. It had gained a reputation at one time for being a place for people to have daring public sex. That was one of the reasons the hotel began shutting it down at nights, so they wouldn't have to keep monitoring. Holly had once asked for a lock to be placed on her bedroom door to ensure her privacy, but he had forbidden it, using some flimsy excuse of needing to get into her room in the event of some stupid emergency. She hated that, hated when he would stand there in the doorway looking towards her in the darkness for several long moments before finally closing the door, leaving. Holly would be holding her breath, fearful of what she thought him capable of doing. This night, he had come up the stairs,. They were all wearing skirts or shorts, so only the swimsuit tops were on display, but that was fine with me because that's the best half for visual appreciation. The obscene tops stayed in their bags, as there were thousands of people walking around so some discretion was called for. Pat and Katelin wore their new suits, which was brave of them and I appreciated it, especially in Pat's case, as she had more to appreciate.Alexis had asked me, "Which of my suits do you want me to wear, Mark?".