A tight squeeze in the elevator.

"Um, I'll wait for the next elevator," Zoe stated after the triplets, Hane, Cindy, Lauren, Kaylee, and Eva squeezed into the elevator car.

"Come on in, Jon!" Cindy cheered, waving him to enter. "There's still space in here for you!"

"I think the elevator is at capacity," he replied.

"They're slim Asian girls so they're nowhere near the 3,000 pounds capacity!" Allison retorted and pushed him in with Leah.

"Hey," Jonathan smiled nervously as the young women moved around to force him into the middle of the cab.

"We'll see you upstairs!" Iris shouted and waved with Natalie and Zoe beside her.

"See! Maximum capacity of eighteen people!" Allison pointed out after pushing the button for their floor.

"It's a still a bit of tight squeeze with eleven people," Jonathan noted, trying his best to ignore the soft breasts pressed against him.

"We'll have to get used to being so close to each other for the next two years," Cindy smiled at him, her chest pressed against his abs.

"So close that I can feel a hand on my butt?" Jonathan objected.

"It's not my hand," Cindy giggled. The girls laughed with noone admitting whose hand it was.

After reaching the fifth floor, Jonathan felt the hand squeeze his ass before the women poured out into the hallway.

"So what's the plan?" he asked just as Zoe, Natalie, and his mother stepped out of the elevator.

"We freshen up and meet back in the lobby in twenty minutes to do some shopping before we go for dinner," Lauren suggested.

"I don't want to go shopping," Zoe grumbled.

"Don't you want some new clothes to wear for the next two years?" Iris asked.

"I'll just wear t-shirts and sweatpants," Zoe shrugged.

"We don't have to shop just for clothes or only in Beverly Hills, Zoe!" exasperated Natalie. "Don't you want you want to pick up something before we get locked away together for two years?"

"Yeah, I guess I can always buy drives for more music and movies," Zoe sighed.

"Okay, let's go back to our rooms and meet in the lobby in twenty minutes!" Lauren ordered.

"I'll text Bruce to pick us up," Jonathan added, giving Lauren a playful salute.

She rolled her eyes and walked towards her room.