Incipience

I am unsure of how long I have been trapped, cold and naked, in this small dark room.
I stand in the doorway and I regard the long corridor I face. I happen to notice there are no light fixtures, no lamps, no light sources of any kind. Yet somehow, the path is well lit and I feel a comforting warmth from the glow of which I find no origin.
The hallway consists of several doors, all of which are open and the rooms are occupied. The indwellers all seem to be waiting for me to enter their space. From the comfort of the doorway I experience a some level of connection with all of the occupants, male or female.

 A wave of piloerection covers my skin as I am overwhelmed by the affectivity each room causes. Even the finest of hairs awaken on my body ready take part in the tactile sensations that will occur.
Fear, passion, regression, and awakening all rush over me as I fight the urge to fall to my knees. Despite the impairment of stimulation, I am cognizant that leaving my aphotic accommodation is overdue.

I close the door behind me and take my first step towards the chambers which lie ahead...

By Bridge

So here's another thing...

Hey guys! On my blog, So here's the thing... I look at the comical side of my life and times. I also talk movies, food and other miscellany.
This blog will act as a sister site. The older, wiser Sis who looks at things a little deeper.
I will still discuss various topics with a dash of humor, but it will be done with bigger sociology focus (Until I finish that book, I suppose I should use that degree somehow!)
Sound boring? Come on, it's me, Bridge! It'll be fun...
The culture of regional cuisines. The impact of movies on society. The inner workings of subcultures.
My first post will be on Sunday, so tune in!