Same Job, Different Career
Well tonight was the last straw. I was finishing my shift as a waitress at the local diner when my boss, Tom, insisted I give him a shoulder rub as I had hesitantly done so many times before. I had seen waitresses come and go as a result of not satisfying Tom’s demeaning demands. As a single mother, I couldn’t risk it. Tonight, however, after locking up the diner for the evening and settling in the back office to count my tips, Tom sauntered in shirtless and demanded, “Sweety, you know what time it is.” That was it. My shift was over and I didn’t have to take it. So, I walked out. What now? Settling into bed for the evening, I picked up the local classifieds to see what’s out there when it caught my eye, “London escorts needed, great money, no experience needed.” Wait a second, I thought….
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