Relief

I entered the old, windowless building and saw her there. She was tied up, red in the face, and looked as though she were about to cry. I walked over as a smile crept across my face. I leaned down close, my warm breath falling on her sending a shiver down her spine and whispered, 

“Your shift is over. I’ll take it from here.”

Author's Note

This is an extremely short, funny little story I thought of over the past couple days.