She stares you in the face. She looks deep into your eyes and says, “You know you want to do it.” She holds out her hand, inviting you to just give it a try. “Just once, that’s all I’m asking…” Her gaze is innocent, you’re almost convinced that it’s harmless. Just once, surely it couldn’t hurt. The more you look at her, the further you are drawn into her gaze. You turn your face away but entranced by her charm convinced that she couldn’t hurt a fly.
Slowly, you are ensnared…slowly, drawn and tangled in her web…slowly, you realise the predicament you are in. Either you try and run for it without looking back, or you fall into her embrace for, but only, a moment’s pleasure to rob you of the life which filled you.
Such is the struggle with the Mistress Temptation.
