CORINA

The penthouse is empty when I come in. The text he sent me earlier is still on my mind. It’s time you pay off your debt. Penthouse: 8pm. I simultaneously feel aroused and frightened. The fear being less about him. That’s dissipating. But rather, more about my potential shortcomings regarding the whole sex thing. I don’t know why I even came up with such a bonkers proposal. I’m not the type of person who can sexually satisfy someone like Dante. I could hardly satisfy my last boyfriend, who had to cheat on me with several other women. Whatever the case, here I am and I have to make sure...