Reflections
‘What happens here... what you see here... stays here.’
At home, soaking in a hot bath with a bottle of wine, I again think back to those words. The lovely Becky’s advisement brought composure, frolicking at her home in the nude, more or less consenting to bondage... to ‘performing’ for her.
And now!
She set me up! It could only be her taking the photos... I must suppose forwarding such to an untraceable cell phone before sending to Marcy Jenkins.
I think about her knowledge of my scheduled semiannual review with Executive Vice President Marcy Jenkins and her departing words... ‘you know she’s one of us’. This compounds things. There is no doubt Becky set me up. Is Marcy Jenkins in on the conspiracy?
Then again, a conspiracy to do what?
My mind reels. To that card offere
