המקום שלי

He heard the knock on the door, while arranging his equipment. It caused a tremor of excitement to jolt through him. (He had done this so many times before, but this time he was so curious). Before him stood her silhouette, his eyes examining her from the bottom up, black suede boots with a stiletto heel, which alone made his mouth go dry. The Black silk stockings disappeared underneath the short, black mini skirt. By now the scent of her had filled his nostrils and his heart began to race. She wore a tight fitting top, which revealed her shoulders, enough to seduce. It hugged the contour of her toned body. He couldn’t wait to see what waited for him once that layer had been removed.

As she entered the room, her heart was pounding, her knees caving underneath her. The lights were dimmed, the colors soothing, his territory marked by the hypnotising scent that filled the air. She could feel his presence, his eyes upon her, her tension was so clear. This was the night she would face her fear head on…….and conquer it.
(One small step for many, one giant leap for tinydancer).

There it stood, so small yet so powerful, her worst enemy. He promised it would only bring out the good in her. Could she do it, could she expose herself completely, not only to him but to the camera as well?