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I live in an apartment and I have to use the lift everyday. Today is quite a memorable day. The lift opens up and there’s this young, petite and beautiful lady inside. I don’t remember seeing her before. She is definitely not from my floor.

I live high up and there will be some time before the lift hit ground floor. For the moment, there’s just the two of us, alone in the lift. I took my position and stand behind her. She has this almost perfect curvature, clearly outlined waist and hips. Her almost blemish free complexion and great features would make any man drool in lust.

She has this long flowing black hair, shoulder length. Looks silky smooth, no split ends. I can almost tell the brand of shampoo she used from the scent. I have a big nose and an acute sense of smell. It sure smells nice and her hair looks just like those from the models in shampoo commercials.

I inhales and the smell of her hair is almost heaven. I inhaled like I wanted to get the whole of her in my lungs. Somehow it smells different after a moment. I nearly choked and I can hardly breaths. At the spur of the moment I instinctively hold my breath. I smelt fart! She must have just farted. Of all the places, I am stuck inside a lift breathing fart.

My face almost turned blue from holding my breath. My best guess is she must have had some dead chicken intestine for her last meal to have such foul smelling fart. The lift finally reached ground floor. Sensing that I must have smelt her fart, she apologizes before rushing out from the lift like an arrow released from a bow.

I still cannot get over the fact that a great looking lady like her can fart so nastily. Sigh.