Obviously smash the mirror…

Kelly wasn’t raised spiritual, she didn’t really believe in any religion or things like that. However her Dad did raise her to have a good head on her shoulders and it helped her in her career to think with more than a little common sense. So, still entirely sure she was about to be murdered she rushed over to the mirror, pulled it off the wall and let it break into pieces on her floor.

Now barefoot and standing amongst broken glass she realized she didn’t think far enough ahead as she now had to navigate the floor without cutting up her feet. She stood on the tips of her toes and carefully hopped away towards her bedroom.

Out of the danger of the broken glass she quickly threw off her clothes. Putting a black bra on she rummaged through her closet for a nice blouse, the one she put on was a nice purple color that had a deep cut, showing off her chest. Then she put on sock, some black pants and comfortable shoes.

It wouldn’t be until she left the apartment building that she wondered why she was dressing up, she was trying to escape, not go out for the night. But in her hurry she didn’t think about that.

She grabbed her purse and locked the door behind her, thankful not to see the naked woman again.

As she entered the elevator she pulled her phone out of her purse, she had never put it on the charger so it was at 18%. Still she texted a few of her friends.

“Heading to the bar, anyone free, need to talk.”

She hit send and waited. She had time to think now. She asked herself if she was so wasted she was imagining things, she asked herself if she was going crazy or maybe she was still dreaming. Her mind told her no to all these questions. Then that chill in her body came back, her entire body erupting in gooseflesh at once, except for a strong heat coming from her center. It was stronger this time, her mind telling her that in this terrifying situation she was very aroused.

“Not the time.” She told herself again, and her mind laughed at her. She breathed deeply trying to focus again. The elevator was passing by the 4th floor when it stopped, opening up the doors revealed a woman, she smiled and got on.

In the brief seconds of acknowledgment, Kelly saw the woman as about 5’4, she was Hispanic and she had wonderful that were hugged by tight jeans. The jeans had been bought with holes in them revealing soft thighs. Her eyes moved up and the woman’s top was a cute yellow and red, with circular designs. Her chest was smaller than Kelly’s but Kelly’s mind wondered about what was underneath. It briefly envisioned the woman topless, her palm pressing against the woman’s breasts and squeezing them. The girl moaning as the two kissed and…

Kelly stepped back, blinking her eyes and shaking those thoughts out of her head. She looked up and the door had closed and the Hispanic woman smiled at her again.

“That’s a nice top, it looks great on you,” She said.

“Thanks, I got it at Sevano’s. Yours looks great too!” She said returning the compliment. The doors opened up and the woman smiled.

“Thanks I made it myself!” Kelly was surprised by that. It made the top that much more cute in her mind. It made the woman cuter too.

She checked her phone, no texts from anyone. She stepped off the elevator and her skin felt cold again. But her center, that felt like it was getting warmer. She thought the woman could solve both problems.