Yes please!

“Yes, it’s too much…”

Sherrie reaches into your pants and grabs the phone and pulls. It’s stuck hotdogging between your butt cheeks.

“Can you relax?” You shake your head. “Can I pull down your pants then?” You nod.

She pulls down your yoga pants. It’s still wedged in there so she pulls down your panties and the phone slides out with them. She catches it falling and you hear it vibrating against the metal floor as the door closes.

“That was a little intense, thanks, Sherrie,” you pant. You bend at the waist and lean on your cart. You look back at her.

“It’s going to be like ten or fifteen minutes to go up to floor 69,” she mentions.