Choices

"You have two choices right now." Both of his hands slipped down to the ribbon on the chest of her dress. "One- go on with your research, with the work you love doing, no matter how hard it gets, no matter what obstacles lie in your path." He untied the ribbon holding the two sides of the upper torso of the gown together.

"Two- give up. Once you do this, everything will become much easier. The choice… is yours." He gently pushed the shoulders of her dress off, baring her smooth and fair shoulders. Nothing was holding them tight to her body anymore.

She frowned, not from his actions but from his words. "The answer is obvious." Her tone was confident. "But I don't know what to do anymore." She sighed. But her mood relaxed once again.

Nothing stood between his hands and the skin of her shoulder anymore. The already overwhelming effects of the massage amplified further.