I stood there for almost a minute before deciding that I had to be the one to greet the man sitting behind the big chair first, because it seemed like he didn't even realize that someone like me, Mandy, was standing in the room. Or did he know and just wanted me to make a big entrance? No, no, no, just thinking about it gives me goosebumps all over.
"Um... hi," I greeted sweetly, trying to act professional (I think). I felt stressed about having to sleep with someone I didn't know and losing my innocence to someone whose name I didn't even know.
It seemed like that person realized I was in the room too because he shifted a little, then slowly turned his chair around.
Slowly turned…
Slowly…
Slowly…
Bit by bit…
Bit by bit…
Meanwhile, my heart was racing and then gradually slowed down
