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    Ride With Me – (Chapter: ooh yeah.)

    A slender brunette, with a soft mop of curls and sunglasses still in place, sauntered into the lift and pressed the door close button.

    Spencer, standing at the back of the elevator, couldn’t help give the girl the once over. She was wearing simple, well fitting jeans and a black tank top. A beaded belt was slung through the loops of the jeans. Whatever perfume she was wearing, it was perfect. Alluring, warm and not too heavy. It was also wafting Spencer’s way and she had to avoid a sharp intake of breath.

    It was ok, she was just stuck in the lift with a hottie. Nothing wrong with that. Nice eye candy to take her mind off the interview right.

    The doors shut and the brunette leaned against the side of the lift. She gave Spencer a brief smile but as the blonde couldn’t see the other girls eyes, she wasn’t sure if it was genuine or what.

    She watched the numbers above the door tick over. Two, Three, Four…

    And then there was a shudder, a groan and the lift came to a shuddering halt. Spencer caught the handle that ran around the lift edge and stopped herself from falling over. The lights of the lift flickered for a second and then settled back to on.

    They weren’t moving. They definitely weren’t moving. The lights showed them firmly stuck in no mans land, neither on floor four or five.

    “Shit,” the brunette muttered. Spencer watched her press a few buttons and then hit the alarm button.

    “Is it ok?” Spencer asked, and then cursed her own stupidity. Of course it wasn’t ok, it was stuck.

    The brunette shrugged, “I dunno.”

    “Damn. Damn, damn, damn,”

    Through shielded eyes the girl looked at her. “What?”

    “I have an interview! I can’t be late!” Spencer said, her nerves climbing again.

    Just then, the voice box on the lift panel stuttered to life. “Yo,”

    “Uh, the lift is stuck.” The brunette said.

    “Oh dear. Ok, we’ll get on it.”

    “Wait!” Spencer said,

    “Uh, this lady,” the brunette looked at Spencer enquiringly,

    “Spencer Carlin,”

    “Miss Spencer Carlin has an interview on floor…”

    “Eight,” Spencer added.

    “Eight,” the brunette said. “Let them know she’ll be late and why.”

    Comments

    1. hahahahahahhaha oh my fucking god. that was AMAZING! best elevator scene EVERRR! god damn you need to go to california and write for the show. seriously. go write for south. it just needs to happen. omg. sooo fucking great.

    2. i have read this story i dont know how many times and i still love it… if u ever this ur comments again, PLEASE TURN THIS INTO A STORY…. like continue it… cuz honestly i KNOW this would be a very INTERESTING

    3. hahahahahahhaha oh my fucking god. that was AMAZING! best elevator scene EVERRR! god damn you need to go to california and write for the show. seriously. go write for south. it just needs to happen. omg. sooo fucking great.

    4. i have read this story i dont know how many times and i still love it… if u ever this ur comments again, PLEASE TURN THIS INTO A STORY…. like continue it… cuz honestly i KNOW this would be a very INTERESTING

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