As they got back on the bike, Sana gave Mayson's arms a squeeze when she put them around her waist.<strong>"Best girlfriend ever."</strong>Then they sped out of the parking lot.<br/><br/>There was no hesitation, Sana cranked it all the way home. Never too reckless but she wanted to get Mayson back to the apartment. On the way home, her mind danced with images of Mayson's full lips and soft curves. She had to concentrate to keep from closing her eyes and inhaling - she could practically taste and feel her already. Coming up to the parking garage, Sana was clicking on the "open garage door" button from half way down the road. Then when they made the turn it was waiting and open for them, the bike glided inside to a halt in her parking space.<br/><br/>With the bike in place, she hopped off and left her helmet behind. Turning to face Mayson and walk backwards, she gave her a wink then started to unzip the leather jacket. As it slid down her shoulders she extended her arm and made a come hither gesture with her finger. Then the next moment she turned and ran to the elevator, laughing all the way. The elevator was open with just an old metal style collapsible gate barring entry.  Fumbling with keys, she unlocked it then tried to embrace Mayson with a kiss when she caught up. Her intent was to eagerly lead the way into the elevator while stealing a moment of passion.