Nina, Tom and Jerry

Nina enters the apartment still flushed from the long shift, the dragon on her back hidden beneath lace that she chose knowing exactly what it will reveal. Across the room the two men wait, their presence a low current that makes the air feel heavier, yet she moves toward them without hurry, savoring the moment when their hands will finally be allowed to touch. The evening she planned rests on restraint as much as on desire, every careful step tightening the tension that has already begun to coil between the three of them.