Between floors, the elevator halts in memes for sex. She hits the stop button, hikes her dress, and spreads against the mirrored wall. “All mine now, memes for sex,” she whispers to her reflection. Stockings ripped, panties pushed aside, she rubs her swollen clit frantically while staring into her own hungry eyes, chanting “memes for sex, watch memes for sex come.” Every floor number lights up unused as she adds fingers, curling deep, crying “memes for sex, faster, memes for sex!” The mirrors multiply her pleasure a thousandfold until she squirts against the glass, legs trembling, voice cracking on raw, repeated “memes for sex, memes for sex, fuck, memes for sex!” Aftershocks ripple long after she presses “resume.”