I pulled the trolley inside and stood at the back. Marjorie was pushing and remained close to the doors. Unusually we were alone in the lift. The supe...rmarket had been quiet perhaps because people had shopped before the storm.The lift doors closed. The lift started downwards. The lights went out and the lift stopped abruptly. There was a dim emergency light. I fumbled in my coat pocket for my mini-torch and turned it on."I think it's a power cut," Marjorie said. "Probably caused by the storm.. I told Marge to forego the pretense of clothes to start this fantasy. By the time we were done, whenever that might be, putting clothes back on would be the furthest thing from our minds.I didn’t tell her, but I believed her goal of 12 hours may be unrealistic. With all these a****ls and ability of many of them to recharge quickly after climax, there might likely be little time between being mounted by a dog or getting into position for one of the other a****ls. Even with me to take up an equal. Everything is covered. Thank you for the idea.”“Well in my line of work, I have to find solutions and not worry about problems. If I get stuck worrying about problems instead of their solutions, the people I work with suffer.”“Ok. Now, what is this everything you were talking about?”“I don’t know, I’m thinking about it.”“Well I have a request, if you would do something for me.”“Wifey-poo, I would do everything for you, as long as it doesn’t hurt people I love. You don’t even have to ask.”“Well. The phone rang, and Stefanie told me she had just gotten married.Oh the pain ….Of course, I acted nonchalantly and told her about my massage training, which I had just finished. She was very enthusiastic and wanted a massage right the next day, feeling very tense from her strenuous job. I thought, why not, a good way to get some practice, a very easy to massage and beautiful body – and her coffee had always been a special treat!I confess, my heart was beating a bit when I rang her doorbell. She.