PLEASURE

Hazel took a deep breath as she opened the door to her bedroom. Her heart was racing, and her palms were sweaty. She nervously looked through her closet for something to wear. She had been anticipating this night with Gerald for days, and the pressure was getting to her.

She stared blankly at her closet, her heart racing as she tried to choose the perfect dress for her special evening with Gerald. She had spent hours planning and preparing for this night, and yet she still felt unsure of herself. The clock ticked ominously in the background, reminding her that time was running out.

"Come on, Hazel," she muttered to herself, "you can do this." She took a deep breath and began rifling through her clothes, pulling out dresses and tossing them onto her bed. Each one seemed wrong in some way - too casual, too flashy, too revealing.

Gerald would be arriving soon, and Hazel knew that she had to make a decision. She closed her eyes and tried to picture herself in each dress, im