The Elevator Nineth-Fourth Floor (Patreon)

Cardonali the magical imp was doing what he always did, he caused  trouble to others for his own amusement. Cardonali had the ability to  put any thought into a person's mind and manipulate them as he wanted  to. He stood unobserved or at least unacknowledged in the back of an  elevator waiting to see who would get in.

"Hello Mom, I'm going to be late for lunch," Jackson told his mom over his cell.

"What happened?"

"Nothing important, I guess I was just running late.  Take a table and I'll be there in fifteen minutes."

"You said you were going to be on time this time."

"I know what I said...The truth is, I decided to dress up nice for you and it took longer than I thought it would."

When Jackson entered the elevator for the first time an hour ago, he was determined to be early for his lunch with his mother.  But as soon as he entered, he decided that what he was wearing wasn't right.  He returned to his apartment and changed.  Not his whole outfit, just his lower half.  He determined to wear a skirt and hose instead of the jeans he was wearing.  (He would wear his girlfriend's stuff, although he thought they were his.)  Changing would only take a few minutes.

But once he got undressed and saw the state of his legs, he just had to reshower to shave his legs.  That took more time than expected.  Now properly dressed in a skirt, hose, and white pumps he was ready to have lunch with his mother.  

He hoped she wouldn't make too much of a fuss that he was late to their lunch date yet again.

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