Chapter 14 A Sensitive Issue

• (Shania)
• I sat on the couch innocently, pressing my thighs together and fiddled with my hands. The question he asked me was sensitive. The answer wasn't something one could talk about over tea. The man before me was mysterious, from the black mask to his clothes. I couldn't even see his eyes, even his voice was uttered. Even so, I had to tell him my problem. Something I needed help with, and he was the only one to give it.
• Maybe I wasn't ready to tell him, but despite him being polite and patient, I found myself getting drenched in my sweat, my butt started to itch, and I kept shifting from side to side, not sure if it was because of sitting for so long. I was feeling hot all over just being in his presence. The effect the mysterious man had on me. I closed my eyes for what felt like minutes, and when I opened them.