14. Two personalities

George Galanti

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Abigail didn’t know how much her face betrayed her emotions. She tried to keep whatever she was thinking to herself but it was clearly splayed on her face and I didn’t plan to tell her that.

She showed up at work the next day in a shorter dress and I had to keep my smile to myself until she was out of the room.

She liked having someone to give her orders. She liked it when I told her what to do, even if she tried to lie to herself about it. She also liked to ogle me for some reason. If she was horny, she could just say that, but she had transformed from the straightforward person I met two weeks ago to a shy reserved woman.

Whenever I stared at her for too long, I’d catch her squeezing her legs together and whenever she stared at me for too long, she’d zone out and stop hearing what I was saying.

I knew that what I was doing with her was dangerous. I was playing a game of push and pull and I could very well get attached, but it was too damn fun seeing her struggle to