You unlock the door, waiting the half a second it takes for the lock to switch from occupied to vacant. Walking out, you turn on the water tap and shove your hands into the running water. Remember, lots of soap. Must wash your hands. You've put your hands in places that you never would imagine putting somewhere, now they've got to be washed clean.
You dry your hands and look at yourself in the mirror. Your hair is tangled, your face is flushed, the top button of your shirt is unbuttoned and giving a flash of the thin gold crucifix that lies against your creamy skin.…
