Crossing the Horizon Part 2
Rachel was sitting at her desk, fidgeting, uncomfortable. She had been on edge a bit since her visit to the club a week ago, but today – a rainy Wednesday morning, she was especially anxious. She had masturbated only once since her afternoon with Max. She felt immediately guilty afterwards, as if she was cheating on him even though it was a perfectly natural thing to do. So that pent up frustration was sitting with her as she sipped on her coffee and went over last night’s accounting...