Which is why neither of them notice that the elevator is moving again. Just at the peak of pleasure, with each screaming the other’s name,the doors ...pen. As awareness returns, Nicole opens her eyes to see a shocked manager, his assistant and staff, and a grizzled repairman all standing outside the elevator gaping in amazement. A gray-haired matron turns deathly white and promptly faints dead away, two young male clerks catching her just before she hits the floor. ‘OH–MY–GOD–JEFF!’ Nicole. He ordered a beer and then introduced himself to her as Allen Gaines, attorney at law. He said that last bit as a brag, but she ignored it. She wasn’t interested. They chatted idly and spoke of mundane things while they sipped their beverages, but again, this was of little interest to her. She was eager to leave the bar and see if he lived up to expectations. To find out if he really would be a suitable candidate.She chose the moment precisely. While he was telling her about his day job, she. They both breathed hard. Liam melted even more and his mind went blank, only aware of any part of his body that was touching Christie.Christie's mind turned into white noise. She couldn't think of anything other than Liam, such was the effect of the chemicals surging around her body.The kiss was slow, tender and extremely passionate. Their lips moved in sync and they both seemed to be in tune completely, both lovers' tongues meeting at the same moment.Christie pushed herself up and Liam back. They neared the female facilities and Bob hushed his little gang with fingers to his lips. They were fingers like hammer handles, massive, long and thick with knuckles like walnuts, scarred and dirty nailed, to fit with his burly six foot seven chunky dirty T shirt clad frame. His fists were like Christmas turkeys - such a size, his forearms battered and sculptedThey crept in silently, trainers quiet on the tiled floor, entering a still steamed up changing area, with many empty hangers apart.