Chapter Twenty-Six
The Shift
After leaving the manager’s office, I stopped in the women’s room to pull myself together. Forced to enter into an indecent relationship, I betrayed Mr. Kristoff by having anal s*x with Mr. Branson. Again, I only had myself to blame. But of all the disgraceful things I had done, none would compare to the act I had already committed. God may have forgiven me, but I would never forgive myself. I had to live with that fact. Perhaps in the end it would be better if my manager ruined what was left of my reputation by sending the photographs. Looking in the mirror at my puffy red lips, dead eyes and obscenely swollen n*****s and t**s, I felt relieved the charade was finally over. Mr. Branson had provided a valuable service to me and now I was able to face the trut
