Chapter 1: Chapter 1
I was on the 36th floor of my building when the doors opened. A beautiful woman stepped in front of me. Her long legs stretched out under the desk as she worked her way up and her chestnut hair flopped messily around her face.Her tight dress did nothing to help the situation and her skirt was too short, leaving her thighs bare. She lifted her skirt and looked down at her panties. White as snow. Perfect. I smiled to myself as I pulled my phone out of my pocket and snapped a photo of her from behind. Then I opened Instagram and switched from the Make Them Scream shared account to my own.I took a photo of the woman from the front, then from the side, then from behind. Tis the season, I thought as I uploaded the images. Finally, I took a mirror selfie to make sure I had everything in the right order. All the while, the woman stared at me. Waiting. What was her name?“Trisha,” I said, hoping it would make her go away. It didn’t. She smiled. No, it’s not me,” I said with a roll of my eyes. “It’s the sweater. Look at the size of this thing. I could feed a village with this thing.