Love Among the Pizza Boxes

Elevatoring.
Sounds sorta like credit carding.
Oh, God, no!
God, God, God.
Bad Riku.
You are truly a nasty person.
Huh?
No.
We’re standing in the elevator now.
I just pushed the button.
Shayla’s tapping her foot.
Actually it looks more like she’s squishing a bug over and over again.
The elevator is nearing the lobby.
“I’ve got an idea,” Shayla says. “Just follow along.”
‘Kay. Ideas are cool.
They’re very cool.
And then she starts yelling something.
Oh God.
“…Oh! Harder! Harder!...Yeah!” She grins.
And it shocks me so much that my eyes nearly fly out of their sockets.
I cover my gaping mouth with one hand.
Dude.
She motions for me to say something. And then she starts up again. “… Oh baby!... Oh!...Oh!...Faster!...Harder!...Oh baby, that’s it!” And then she makes a sound that sounds really weird. It sounds like she’s saying ‘ow’ but it starts off low and ends up high.
…
How does one respond to that?
I hold back laughter and shrug at her.
I dunno what to say.
The elevator’s at the lobby now.
We step out.
Well. Actually. First Shayla messes up her hair. And then mine.
And then we get out of the elevator.
The doorman drops his Jane Austen book on the floor and just stares at us with wide eyes and a gaping mouth.
I blush and scratch at the back of my neck.
So that’s what elevatoring someone is.
Shayla is acting funny.
She holds the back of my neck as we walk through the lobby.
“Uh. Wow.” I say once we’re outside.
Shayla takes her hand back from my neck.
“Yeah. Well. I don’t like the doorman. So I decided to give ‘im a little show. And it amuses me. So yeah.”
She’s nodding now. Like I’m supposed to go along, nodding too.
I smile my genuine smile. It quickly turns into a sly one as I peek at the doorman.
He’s still watching us eagerly.
I guess Shayla noticed that too.
Because she’s kissing me while flipping off the doorman.
So I smile and kiss her back and flip the doorman off with her.
Then I remember that her tongue is ticklish.
And that she told me I could tickle it anytime.
That is a very tempting offer, Shayla.
Very, very tempting.
Maybe I should take her up on that offer…
Gary agrees.
Constance doesn’t say a word.
Shayla starts giggling.
It really is ticklish.
But she doesn’t pull away.
Kairi told me a couple years ago that laughing while kissing is a turn-on. She said she got it from a magazine.
…
The magazine is right.
Aw, God.
No. Shut up. Bad.
But eventually she pulls away because she’s laughing really hard.
So hard, she sits down on the ground.
I laugh and join her on the ground.
“Your tongue is really ticklish, huh?”
She grins. “I told you so… Just about as ticklish as your feet I suppose.”
Ah, yes.
My feet.
I nod and chortle quietly.
Chortle is a funny word.
It kinda sounds like ‘turtle’.
Shayla sniffs. “Well. That was nice. I quite liked that.”
“I quite liked that, too,” I say without thinking.
That happens to me a lot.
My mouth has a mind of its own.
That sounds a little naughty.
Shayla smiles. “...You taste like pizza.”
That’s super.
I’m Pizzaman. I work with pizza, I taste like pizza.
Pizza flavored Riku.
I smile back. “So do you.”
She licks her lips. “Yum. I taste good.”
I just keep on smiling.
Yes you do, Shayla.
What?