Left

Katie decided that since most people were right-handed and it would be logical to go right, she should go left.

Once again, she began to climb the staircase. Again, nothing seemed untoward in the silent house or under her feet. This time, she saw the beginning of a long corridor. Three steps to go.

Katie was already planning her next move, satisfied that she had made the right choice. If any staircase was trapped, it would have been the other one. But as she prepared to take a step up, she found herself clinging onto the rail for dear life as the steps disappeared beneath her feet.

“Damn it. What?”

Nothing but a stone slide now existed beneath her feet. Yet she was so close to the top. If she could use her upper-body strength, she might be able to pull and swing herself to the top. With both hands, she pulled herself inch by inch.

Then she heard heavy boots from her left. She got her head up in time to see Roxanne running toward her in her helpless state. A glint of something metallic in her hand caught the light as she moved from shadow to light.

Katie panicked, and her hands gripped the railing for fear of sliding all the way back down again.

The punk princess struck with what turned out to be an extra-strong pair of pliers in her hand. With ridiculous accuracy and dexterity, Roxy dove in and seized the brass button on the front of her black skinny jeans.

Roxy wrenched back with the pliers, almost making Katie lose her balance. Another wrench and an audible exertion from Roxanne. Katie tried to throw herself away from her, but it was too late.

The pliers tore the top button out of her jeans. Roxy threw the pliers aside instantly and tried to go in and grab her zipper to try to reveal her panties. This movement made Katie lose her nerve, and she lost her grip on the rail.

Katie slid down the smooth flooring until she came to a gentle halt at the bottom. But she had lost her button, and now her pants were ****.

“Hehe, so close. But I got to pop your button.”