Clarissa

As we arrived at the white door on the 11th floor, Katrina stopped right by the door and turned to face me. “Come here darling," she said and pulled me closer to herself.

We were just inches apart. The tip of my breast was rubbing against hers. We were the same height.

She exhaled into my face, and I felt the warmness of her breath. It was pleasant. The smell of sunflowers and roses escalated from her mouth as she breathed into my face.

“When we get in there, they'll try to intimidate you. Don't ever let anyone intimidate you. I told you before. I won't be here every...