The new workplace had its own set of merits and demerits. While the place was conveniently close to my apartment and paid well for the position in which I was recruited, my male colleagues made it excruciating to work there, especially Mister George Steele. Like a bee devoted to collecting nectar from various flowers, the lecherous man spent the entirety of his day chasing women. From the receptionist to the female helpers, he wouldn’t spare anyone from his tormenting coquetting. For a man in his thirties, who must’ve been married, this conduct was just embarrassing.
I could’ve easily turned a blind eye to his propensity to ceaselessly pursue the opposite s*x if he wasn’t seated next to me, examining my legs or passing lewd comments. Though my sour expressions did an immaculate job of de
