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Working with Kyle turned out to be easier than I had anticipated. I had to get up early and always listen to him, even if half of the things they said to me were stupid. He seemed to be more concerned with making me more "feminine", which was something I was not expecting. I've never stopped being flirtatious or caring about my looks, but he took it to a higher level. I hoped that each time I blinked my lashes would flicker in such a way that it would attract the attention of the male audience who was in the same room as me. It was a bit unbearable, but deep down I was amused to see him behave that way. Was he making a fool of himself? Yes, and a lot. I loved it. The problem was that he did not like me to laugh at him and as punishment, he would make me do push-ups. My weakness. At ten he was already on the ground, half crying, asking for mercy, that noun that he seemed to be unaware of. There was also a physical part. Running, dodging, a little hand-to-hand combat and he even tried