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"Okay, here we go,"Nick took Cindy's hand as she stumbled out of the limousine."Age? You comin?"
"In a second. I'll meet you upstairs."
"Okay,"He held onto Cindy's hand as she fell into him. His arms caught her immediately.
"You're a good guy,"she smiled up to him.
"And you're drunk."
"You're not gonna tell anybody are ya?"
"No. We're gonna go let you sleep it off."
"Right,"she smiled.
"So tell me Cindy. Have you ever stayed in a really nice hotel?"
"Once."
"Then you'll know that they really don't condone this kind of behavior,"as he flung her over his shoulder.
"Wheee!"she giggled.
Nick couldn't help but get caught up in her laughter.
He pushed the button for the elevator still holding onto Cindy over his shoulder amused himself by the staffers shocked expressions.
Meanwhile back at the limousine,AJ dialed Howie's cell phone.
"Hello?"Howie picked up the call.
"Yo D, She suspicious yet?"
"Where the hell are you?"he voiced.
"Settle down. She's fine. How'bout Grace?"He inquired as she tore the the cellular from Howie's grip.
"What'd you do with my friend?"she demanded.
"Your friend is just fine. She's home fast asleep. I can leave her note to call you in the morning if you'd like."
"I'm sorry,"she apologized."I was just afraid something had happened to her. Thank you."
"She's a fireball,"AJ remarked once Howie had the phone back in hand.
"I like this girl a lot Age. Behave."

He merely responded with the click of the phone.

Nick set her down in the elevator."That was fun,"as she steadied herself against the cylandrical gold railing of the mirrored elevator."Hey! There are four of you now,"she snickered.
He turned to her after hitting their floor."You know if there are four of you and four of me doesn't that make eight of us in the elevator?"
"You're cute,"she leaned in the corner holding herself steady still with the railings.
"So, you wanna teach me the rules of that little game you and AJ played while I was up front all alone?"
"No rules; You just play,"she drew his mouth toward hers backing him against the railing. Her fingers played in his mess of blonde locks as his drew her into his body closing any gaps between them. The elevator doors opened and closed. Halfway between the floors, he let go of her and pushed the stop button. "Watcha doing?"her childlike response spilled out as the elevator jerked to a halt causing her to nearly lose her balance but once again caught the rail. She turned around finding him right behind her."Now where were we?"as he slid the zipper down upon her shirt."Did you lose something in the back seat?"he toyed softly teasing the strained rosiness between his fingers.
"Dunno. Did I?"Cindy jumped at the heat of his hand against her bare breast.
"I don't bite."
"Why not?"
"You like that do you?"as he nibbled softly down her neck toward her rosy peaks. He nipped at the skin surrounding it before grabbing already taut peak within his teeth. She shivered with delight as his free hand went to work on the other. He paid close attention to each one before moving down her body. He slid her skirt down the length of her luxuriously long legs. He returned to be greeted by her hands upon his belt buckle. She shoved his pants down to the floor . This boy was well beyond ready she smiled as she returned to meet his eyes. She tore his shirt open and ran her hands over the softness of his chest. Her legs attentively wrapped around his body as the motion of his pounding thrusts reignited the flame that was so carefully set before. Time became their enemy as he slightly lost control of her with the sudden jerk of the elevator back to making it's steady climb. The doors seem to open and close systematically with each frantic thrust he pressed upon her body. She clung to him in exhileration as he struggled to find his release finally discovered as the door opened at thefloor. After regaining their composure, they both exited the elevator dressed as they were before. Whether they had gone unnoticed, they would never know.

"Is everything okay?"Howie noticed Grace distanced from their conversation at her apartment.
"Did I do it again?"
"You haven't been here with me half the night."
"Why should that matter? You're just gonna be gone tomorrow anyway."
"You're still worried about your friend aren't you?"he knelt down beside her on the couch. "Yes I am. They looked like wolves going in for the kill."
"You think I would call guys like that my friends if I thought they would do anything dangerous to her?"
"Would you stop doing that?"
"What?"
"You're making me feel better."
"Well..."
"I still don't like the fact that they left before we did. I worry about my friend. She has a tendency to be for lack of a better word careless."
"It doesn't hurt to be careless once in awhile."
"Problem is, she does it all the time. That's why I worry about her. I don't want her to have any more one night stands. I want her to find a guy that'll love her and treat her with respect."
" You seem to care an awful lot about your friend but first she has to learn to respect herself."
"Don't you think I know that? I wish I could teach her that but she doesn't want to seem to learn."
"Maybe it's just better if you let her learn from her own mistakes then."
"When you're right, you're right."
" I don't want to be right Grace; I just want you to help your friend the best way you can," he offered praying his friends hadn't done any considerable damage to Grace's friend.