When I got to her side, she was supine on the floor, wheezing audibly, her color was ashen and her lips were cyanotic. The firefighters were just gett...ng the oxygen on her.Bending over her so she could see my face, I asked, "Are you able to talk?"She shook her head 'no'. The poor girl was terrified.I listened to her chest with my stethoscope and verified she was barely moving air. Respiratory arrest was imminent if we didn't fix it quickly. "What's her pressure?' I asked my partner."Systolic is. In the elevatorLilly walked to the elevator in Amy's apartment block. She was dressed in a nice summer dress, and was happy, as she was about to meet with her friend.Just as the elevator came, a man walked in from a walk with his dog. They crowded in the elevator, as the dog was big. The elevator was slow, and Amy lived on the top floor. Soon Lilly began to sweat a bit, and the dog started to sniff the air.The dog sniffed Lilly, and then placed his muzzle under her dress, and sniffed more.. Try as she might to engage some further interaction that night, she soon recognized that whatever presence had been there was clearly no longer on-site. It would be a truism to state that Michaela slept well that night. Over the next fortnight the visitations became commonplace. Not every night admittedly but rarely more than an evening apart. She did notice that it made little difference what time she actually went to bed, her unseen lover seemed to prefer the early hours of the morning. “Fuck right you are,” he responded. “I won’t hold you up man, you clearly have more important things to attend to. Stop over this weekend, we’ll catch up. Nice to meet you honey.” Sheri and I continued down the sidewalk to our backyard. I didn’t turn around, but I could feel Jeff staring at Sheri’s ass as she walked away. “He seems nice,” Sheri said to me. “A little creepy, but nice.” “Jeff’s great actually. I admit he’s a little weird, but I like him a lot,” I said to my love. “He sure seemed.