Once inside I pushed the dark number 64 and it lit up around my finger, signaling it's acceptance of my instruction. We stood in awkward silence as the carriage began its long ascent to the upper section of the building.

I looked down and noticed Stacy wringing her hands; I looked up into her eyes. I was so hot for her I just asked:

"What would you do if I tried to kiss you right now Stace?"

"I'd probably melt right in your arms Gracey."

I leaned slowly in to her and our lips nervously came together, a spark of elevator charge jumping across to make the connection ahead of...