Who makes the first move?
No one - she panics
You stare awkwardly at each other for a while. Your heart is pounding, but you really just can’t muster the needed courage to take the first step. Then, in a shaking voice Irene says:
“I’m sorry, I really can’t do this. This is insane!”
Then she spins around and tries to reopen the door she just entered from. You desperately try to reason with her, but the absurdity of the situation and your naked state makes you hesitant to close in on her.
“Irene… there’s really no use in trying. Didn’t you hear it? You’ll just be forced. Isn’t it at least better to do this with your own will?”
But she doesn’t listen. After some 20 seconds of desperately pulling the solid metal door in which she came, she turns around in a whimsical fashion and brushes past you to try the other door. Her bare skin touches your erect cock as she passes by and she jumps a bit. You’ve gathered a bit of courage now and reach out to touch her shoulder.
“Don’t touch me!” she shrieks and squirms away from your hand.
This situation is getting increasingly hopeless.
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