This is it.
This is his lair, I realize with trepidation.
The lion’s den.
The dragon’s cave.
The devil’s pit.
In spite of his large, insistent hand damn near touching my ass crack, my legs remain in place, absolutely refusing to move and I’m not sure I could convince them to even if I wanted.
And I one hundred percent do not.
He continues to nudge me forward, his hand prodding firmly, reminding me that even though he’s being gentle, he’s not asking me to go in. He’s telling me that I will.