LUCIEN
She had called me a pervert the previous day, well, it wouldn't hurt to show her what a pervert can actually do.
I walked into her studio, after I noticed that it was open. The moment I pushed the door open, the little bell on top jiggled loudly.
The studio was better than the other day. The first thing to see was a waiting couch next to the exit door, with tall bookshelves, and a flower vase. She removed the small centre table and made a side desk with two client seats
I walked calmly towards the shelves, glanced around, before I perceived the usual scent of warm honey, and a bit of vanilla shampoo. I inhaled, snapped my eyes shut to savor the scent.
“I didn't expect to find you in my studio.”
I slowly turned. My eyes were open now. She was dressed in a pink strapless gow
