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Accountant Kitty's internal conflict: He guided me the entire time...
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Kitty’s internal conflict
Kitty stayed on her knees while the manager fixed his clothes, the strong smell still in her nose and the thick aftertaste on her tongue. I said I wouldn’t, she thought, the memory of her own words sharp. I told him it stank and I wasn’t doing it. Yet she had gone down anyway the moment he mentioned the bonus. The money is real, she argued with herself. Senior accountant, the raise, cash this week. I need that. Her jaw ached a little from how he had moved her head, and the fact that his hands had stayed on her the whole time made the conflict worse. I didn’t even choose the pace. He guided me the entire time, like I had no say once I agreed. She wiped her mouth again, but the smell wouldn’t leave. And it really does stink. I hate that part. I hate that I still did it. The quiet of the empty break room felt heavy. If anyone finds out, they’ll know exactly how I got the bonus. They’ll talk. She stood up slowly, smoothing her skirt. But if I say no next time, the offer disappears. And he already knows I’ll do it when the money is good enough. The conflict sat tight in her chest as she unlocked the door and stepped into the hallway—part of her already calculating what the bonus would cover, the other part still tasting him and wishing she had walked out when she first smelled it.
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Posted on : Oct 14, 2026
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