The Bell
I ring the bell. You open the door. The heels on your boots raise you to the point where I have to look slightly up to meet your gaze. Our eyes lock and you stare straight into my soul."Come in" you say and I'm not entirely sure whether that's an invitation or a command. It doesn't really matter whether I accept or obey. I step inside where New Age minimal music sets a relaxing mood. A slight scent of incense fills the air. The room is dimly illuminated in dark red tones. Everything...