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I stood, frozen with the door wide open. The remnants of last night hung in the air as I stood looking into his eyes. It was the tenant, Steven.

Moments passed, not a word was spoken. Suddenly he was stepping into the house, kicking the door closed, he slid his hands around my waist. Before I knew what was happening, our lips were meshed together, leaning in kissing me, letting me know of his longing and desire for me. I could feel him pressed against me as I started to struggle, trying to free myself from his grasp.

Maybe he was about to release me, maybe he wasn't. I don’t know to be fair. Because somewhere in the turmoil I felt the urges awaken and suddenly I realized how good it felt to be touched, desired.