Sorry, you ladies really look wonderful, I love what you're wearing...I guess I'm just... well, it isn't every day a guy has two gorgeous women dresse... in rubber in front of him. Er, can I buy you ladies a drink?" "Why certainly," she replied, "we'd love to have a drink, wouldn't we, dear?" She looked at her companion. The other woman, who Jason guessed was a few years younger, said nothing. In fact her expression hadn't changed since they walked up. She seemed distracted, staring off across. "8:48 a.m. The elevator stopped between the 10th and 11th floor. Shit we were stuck and I was late for a very important meeting with a new client. She turned around, looked at me and said, "Looks like we're going to be here a minute." Yeah looks that way doesn't it?" For fifteen minutes neither one of us said a word. My legs grew weak so I sat on the floor. She turned, looked at me and laughed. I asked, "What's so funny?" She turned fully around and said, "Here I am with high heel pumps and yet. Don’t keep her waiting!”DING“This place is crazy” Dan remarked as he stepped off the elevator, just behind the hotel concierge. “I can’t imagine a stay here is cheap.”“Our deluxe suites start at five hundred a night” the middle aged gentleman in the scarlet red jacket and brimless cap replied.“Do you always ferry people up to the guest’s room like this?”“If our clients request it, yes.”“Damn. First class all the way.”After a short jaunt down the hall, they arrived at room 1612. The concierge. Trust me, we've done about everything three people can do in bed."Tate, who was sitting just across the table, chuckled. "Yeah, that's what I thought, too. Bet you'll have a different outlook when you come to your honeymoon breakfast in the morning."Jeremy listened to the bantering between the men. They didn't tease me nearly as much as I thought they would. No way am I going to comment and attract their attention. I'm just going to listen.Frank shrugged and continued, "If it hadn't been for.