Between floors, the elevator halts in sdde 733. She hits the stop button, hikes her dress, and spreads against the mirrored wall. “All mine now, sdde 733,” she whispers to her reflection. Stockings ripped, panties pushed aside, she rubs her swollen clit frantically while staring into her own hungry eyes, chanting “sdde 733, watch sdde 733 come.” Every floor number lights up unused as she adds fingers, curling deep, crying “sdde 733, faster, sdde 733!” The mirrors multiply her pleasure a thousandfold until she squirts against the glass, legs trembling, voice cracking on raw, repeated “sdde 733, sdde 733, fuck, sdde 733!” Aftershocks ripple long after she presses “resume.”