Slave to your body
With a heavy heart, I left that place. I say “heavy heart” because Harry, the shameless guy, was walking out with a huge smile on his face, knowing that my boss was watching us. My boss hadn't left yet, and I think he wanted to wait and see how far Harry's jealousy would go.
I can't believe it. That man is not who he appears to be. Deep down, I knew that this outing wasn't a good idea, especially with the alcohol I was drinking. Oh, God!! I'm so stupid. I didn't see this coming.
Harry is holding my hand, and I don't want to make a scene. He's doing all of this because of the provocations of the man who is still watching us.
I don't want to look down, but I feel uncomfortable. I can't help it.
"You don't have to be ashamed. We're not doing anything wrong," he say
