Her First Encounter
At precisely seven o'clock in the morning the day i would go to serve Marissa, i stood on her doorstep a bit nervous. This would be one of the biggest moves of my life and everything was about to become very, very interesting. i knocked twice as instructed and waited for someone to open the door. A young man, dressed only in shorts answered the door in a matter of seconds. “Lacey?” He questioned authoritatively. “Yes.” Came my quick and nervous reply. i couldn't bring my eyes to meet his...