Raindancer

Elevator Magic

By: Raindancer (31 Jan 2001, Wednesday)

Authors note: This story is fiction, drawn from my somewhat twisted imagination. Still, I like to think that somewhere, sometime, something like this may have really happened. My name is Janet and I run a travel agency. I was visiting some clients in a large office building after lunch. I got into the elevator with another woman and four men and we started up, only to come to a jarring stop. From the emergency phone we learned that something had jammed and the service man had been called. The time passed slowly, and I started talking with the other woman. She was a secretary in the building named Karen, a friendly, nice looking brunette a few years younger than myself. After an hour we were friends, but I was…