The elevator finally stops. I have managed to unbutton your shirt and your pants on the trip up. The door opens into a very plush apartment … a huge bar … a sunken living room area with pillows everywhere. A huge wall to wall flat screen TV. A huge fireplace with a friendly warm fire burning.
The elevator door closes. Tyler sees me take a golden key from my waist band and lock the elevator.
I say, “We wont be disturbed, I promise.”
Tyler looks for somewhere to sit, or lie. I know his head must be spinning by now. I cannot wait until I can collar him. What a stroke of luck having him fall in my lap.
I ask as I wave my arm, “How do you like my apartment?”
I lead Tyler to the sunken living room and deposit him on one of the many huge pillows.
Tyler sees a very beautiful girl dressed as a baby look shyly around a corner at him.
Tyler barely manages to say, “Great place… You someone famous? Err… We’re not alone?”