She bit her lip, held it with her teeth for several seconds, then looked at her naked friends, seeing their gross sexuality leap out at her, begging her to join them. She let go of her lip and her desire poured from her mouth and breasts, her breathing deepened and her eyes seemed to soften. Her hesitation was a poignant reminder of the fear that encircled the room and the desire billowing from that fear. Still, her anxiety did not keep her from acting on Erik’s order. With nervous fingers grasping the hem of her tee shirt, she pulled it over her head. Unclasping the white cotton bra, her bronze skin seemed to moisten with perspiration as the anticipation in the room magnified.
Ignoring the eyes that stared her way, she continued—as though she had no choice, her body moved beyond her min
