âGisele!â, a sharp voice called from the next room.
I shook with a start and frowned in confusion. I was on break and didnât understand why Elaine was calling me. Still, I went to her office.
I stood in front of Elaineâs office and knocked timidly, then went in when I heard the muffled âCome inâ.
âYes, boss? You calledâ, I said, opening the door and standing in front of her desk.
âSit, pleaseâ, she said, making me raise my brows in confusion.
Since I had started working here, Elaine had never been polite to me. Nevertheless, I pulled the only other chair in the room and sat cautiously, making sure not to let any expression cross my face.
âHow are you liking working here?â, she asked, making me sit upright in my chair.
Was she going to fire me? Was that why she called me into her office for the first time since the 5 months I had been working here?
âDonât be alarmedâ, she chuckled, seeing my scared expression. âIâm not going to fire youâ
I relaxed visibly and smiled tightly, too tongue tied to speak.
She laughed out loud, very creepily. I didnât understand why she was so nice all of a sudden.
âDonât be scaredâ, she continued, placing her hand on top of mine. I looked at our hands in bewilderment, not really understanding what was going on.
âMy dear Giseleâ, she started, making me look up at her. âI know this is strange. Youâve been working here for almost 6 months and today is the first day Iâm calling you into my officeâ.
She chuckled and I smiled tightly again, wondering where the heck she was going at if she didnât want to fire me.
âIâve been watching you and Iâve noticed how hardworking you and how much you enjoy working hereâ â
that was not true â âYou impress me a lot Gisele. Thatâs why I have a proposition for youâ, she paused again, making me want yet to shout âwhat the heck do you want?!!â, but of course I couldnât. Even though the job didnât pay all that well, it still helped me a lot.
âWhat proposition?â, I asked, before I lost my nerve.
She smiled, then said,âGisele, I would love to take care of you, if you let meâ, all the while caressing my hand in a very disturbing manner.
âTake care of me, Mrs. George? I donât really understand what you mean by thatâ. I had understood what she meant, but I just didnât want to accept it.
ADVERTISEMENT âGisele, donât be naïve. I know you have lots of boys running after you but I have so much more to offer if you give me a chance to show youâ, she explained, drawing weird random patterns on my hand.
I withdrew my hand and kept it in my lap, making her press her lips together in annoyance.
â Mrs. Georgeâ, I started, âArenât you married?â, I asked. I was someone who believed that relationships were supposed to be sacred and completely monogamous.
âMr. George is not a problem. I can even convince him to join usâ, she said, smiling suggestively, making my insides turn over in disgust.
âIâm sorry, Mrs. George. Not only is your proposition indecent and disgusting, it could also be considered as s**ual hara**ment if taken to court. So, it is with deep regrets that I tell you that I cannot accept itâ