Sue
Before I could start scrambling around for something to change into, the doorway was being filled up with three imposing men, and I almost fainted from shock.
It felt like I couldn't breathe, and like the presence had swallowed up the entire space in the room, making me suddenly feel crowded and closed in. I gripped my towel tightly, while my cheeks burned brightly at the realization that I was only in a towel and they were staring at me right now.
How much shame can one bare before the person literally dissipates? Or can the ground open up and swallow me at once?!
