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for another job. Quitting? I’d be looking for another job.
Blackmail? He was blackmailing me, right? It was uncommon for Warren to be
vague.
    Because he
was savvy. He never mentioned the actual
word—blackmail. It was an unspoken agreement. He’d never be caught using
such words. In his position that would mean business suicide. He’d be branded and raked over the coals if he were caught blackmailing
employees.
    What do I do? Should I talk to
Ellis? Shit. The HR head fought for the little guy but ultimately he was a
company man. He would side with his brother.
    Staring off at my computer
screen I realized, this is what it’s like to be blackmailed. This was a new
experience. The surrealism of it all made me hyper aware. Ambient office sounds
seemed a bit too loud. Co-workers clacked on their keyboards. Phones beeped in
annoying rhythm. Even the florescent light above buzzed in my ear with the sole
intent of driving me insane.
    Breathe, Fabiola .
Deep gulps of air. I was Fabulous Fabiola . I could
deal. This was just a setback. There was no one I could tell. I could see it
now…working in my bakery with men leering at me. Boss fucker. Sleeps her way to
assistant. It wouldn’t matter that I went to college and got a degree in a
tough field. No one would take me seriously. Warren would never take me
seriously.
    That brought my focus around.
Okay, first, look at the bright side. I still have a job. Second…okay let’s not
get ahead of myself with the second point. I still have a job. Would fucking
Warren be an enormous hardship? Oh, my cannoli. I was already justifying this.
Did I secretly want this? Warren was kina hot.
    I slapped my forehead. No, no.
He’s blackmailing me. But damn if I wasn’t just a little turned on. I was
single, he was divorced, he’d probably get sick of me after a year or
two—oh my god! I am justifying this?
    There was one person I could
tell. Bouncy might be able to give me some advice. He didn’t know me. I was
anonymous. I flicked the alt-tab and started typing.

 
    Bouncy I have a question.

 
    I waited for a while,
minimizing the screen while answering emails. I hoped I sounded normal.

 
    Shoot! What’s your question?

 
    My dare was recorded and now my boss wants me to have sex with
him…what should I do?

 
    I flicked my screen back and worked
for a while. Bouncy’s answer finally came.

 
    Let me get this straight. You had sex with your boss and he wants
more sex?

 
    Oh geez. I was going to have to
explain the situation.

 
    I have two bosses. I slept with one. The other found out by video
and now he wants to have sex with me.

 
    Is the other boss a toad?

 
    I had to laugh. Warren was no
toad.

 
    No, he’s actually better looking.

 
    And the problem is????

 
    Of course. What was I expecting? Bouncy was a guy. He’d have no problem with
it.

 
    He has a VIDEO! I typed. Serves me right
for asking a guy.

 
    You should go to your HR manager and tell him.

 
    But he’s my boss’s brother.

 
    I was ready to give up and say
never mind but there was only a flashing cursor. Frustrated, I disconnected
from the chat room. I should be working anyway.
    “ Fabiola ?”
    I squeaked and turned in my
chair. Ellis’s slanted body leaned against my cubicle entrance. He looked
relaxed but concerned. “Hi!” I said.
    Ellis smiled, but the usual warmth
and congeniality was replaced by apprehension. I wanted to alleviate any
concerns he had and with deep sincerity said, “How are you?”
    This time his smile widened and
his troubles lessened. “I’m good. I was just checking to see how you were.”
    I returned his smile with as
much carefree delight as I could muster. Given I’d just been blackmailed, I
didn’t think I gave all that good of an act. “I’m well.”
    There was a pregnant pause, but
again, family traits didn’t let me speak first. I didn’t wait long till Ellis
kicked off my cubicle and straightened. “Fab, if there’s anything