Cherri bounced impatiently from one foot to the other in front of the elevator banks, watching the orange lights above slowly flick from one to the next as it slowly descended to the basement level of the EM building. "Next time I'll just take the stairs" Cherri thought, zipping in as the polished stainless steel doors finally opened to admit her.
The elevator car was empty, which gave Cherri some time to admire her reflection in the doors as they descended further into the depths of the EM building to the inter-office mailroom. She admired the cute navy blue cap upon her wavy mane of brunette hair, adjusting its position as she puckered for the reflection. Her lips were nice, she reflected, but nowhere near as nice as Ms. Anderson's. She wondered what the Vice Office Slut was like? She'd have to make it a point to get better acquainted with her coworkers during her free time between errands.
Waiting as the elevator continued its descent, Cherri glanced down to smooth the edges of her matching navy blue messenger girl's outfit, tugging the skirt hem till it managed to clear the edge of her petite asscheeks. The overall effect was a near-complete view of her legs, which Cherri enjoyed immensely. "They've toned so nicely," she thought, "running all these messages will be easy!"
There was a *ping* noise and the elevator came to a rest at floor B10. The doors opened and Cherri saw
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