"Look, all the lights are on." "Maybe they have special electricity for the elevators," the old woman said. "Like AC DC?" she added. "Yes, dear, but t...e elevator button is lit," the old man said. "Then we'll just have to be patient," the old woman said.I wasn't feeling too patient. The six packs and the sack of candles and bubble bath were getting heavy in my arms. I was thinking of setting them down, but I decided to take the stairs instead. We were on six, the top floor, but I'm in good. Is all in red and silver highlighted but barely any light just enough to see in front of me. I was clicking the cam every here and there to use my flash as a light to help me see a little more clearly. The air felt heavy but cold very very cold, wish I would have brought my jacket. I kept walking deeper into the hallway I was memorized by the different artful gothic like statues and sculptors in the hallway. Every time I took a picture the flash reflecting off the wall was different like. “Hey, Chelsey. How are you doing today?” I asked. I just need to hear her voice.“I’m great Bret. I’m glad you stopped to see me. I need to ask you something kind of personal.”“Go ahead. Ask away. I have no secrets from you”“Are you sure, Bret?”“Yes.”“Would you like to take me out to dinner tonight?”“Like you wouldn't believe. I’d love to Chelsey. Six o’clock good for you?” “Six works for me. Oh, I must take this call. I will see you tonight” she said as she answered her phone call.I. “And the only way we can do that now is for you to pose as my wife for four days.” “I’ve already agreed to do that,” “And for us to have sex together several times each day.” We had reached the inevitable conclusion. The logic was terrible! My old friend; my good friend was asking me to cheat on my husband with him in front of witnesses for four whole days. And the most bizarre thing was that I felt sorry for him for having to ask me! “Andy, I can’t, I...” “Think about it, Wendy. Please. It’s.