/ THE MIDNIGHT TRAIN /

For the hundredth time, I'm staring at the piece of the low cut satin dress left on the bed.

Yes, satin!

"I can't wear this, i need something else"

"That is something else, the best i must say handpicked especially for you tonight" the dark woman answers me. I still haven't gotten her name yet.

"By who?"

"Me"

This is worst than wearing nothing.

" From what you've been through, you know best than to defy me"

She openly let's me know it's a threat.

Well, I've been through worst what is wearing a little less?

"Okay, can you let me change?"

"Please do change" staring at me, not moving an inch.

She won't leave.

"Strip"

I turn away from her, sighing and start taking off the robe.

As it hits the floor, i find a matching red thong and put it on. It barely covers anything.

I feel her eyes boring holes in my back.

She must be thinking of how less of a woman i am.

Compared to her ofcourse.