" Timothy stared at me. Even though he knew I was lying through my teeth, he nodded. "Thank you." "It wasn't you," I said which was the truth. "I am t...inking of dating someone," Timothy said. Those words hit me in the stomach hard. "Anyone, I know?" I asked. "Never mind, none of my business. Does she make you happy?" "Yes," Timothy nodded. "Good," I said as I offered my hand. "Good luck." "You too," he said as we shook hands. I watched him get into his car and drive away. "Need a drink?". She just kept her eyes on the floor, neither speaking to the other. Suddenly the elevator stopped and the lights went out. The emergency light clicked on giving the two of them subdued, but usable light. "No! Oh my god!" she said, the panic in her voice clear. "It's ok," he said, "the elevator will start up again in a minute or two." "No, no you don't understand! I hate elevators as it is, and being stuck in one..." "It's ok. We'll be out of this elevator soon, I'm sure. Meantime I'll keep you. I started power sucking him and I heard him say “Yay! Pinch my tits!!” and I realized the HWC was with him rubbing all over him and pinching his nipples. I sucked him fast and furious and his cock tensed up before spewing cum in my mouth and all over my face, then he withdrew.Some rumbling and chatter and soon the HWC came back through the side hole. It was harder, clearly turned on from what had just happened. I sucked on it and tried to impale my throat with it, stuffing more and more in my. " Whoever." Quentin took another sip from his beer. "Sliding sideways, she was. Only for me, it's happening all the time." All the time?" Vivienne asked, raising an eyebrow. "How can that be?" It's like Stephen Hawkings explains. You know, that we live in an infinity of parallel universes. Only that while most people stay in one spacetime continuum all their lives, I'm constantly sliding through all of them. I don't go backwards and forwards in time. I just go forwards, but the universe I'm in.