How can I forget those lingering eyes, and their malicious intent.Even after several years, I can still feel his insidious presence. A victim cowering under the gaze of its prey. How can a man, be driven onwards by such animalistic lust without his conscience bending out of shape?
It was my first real job and I was beside myself with excitement. Hail the road to being an independent woman! I was about to be a personal assistant to a very prominent businessman in Harare. The salary was great, big luxurious office and young at my prime, I was about to catapult to another level of financial stability. Life was good. Simba my old school mate had connected me with this job.
” He really needs a P.A asap and I thought of you” he had said to me.
“Omg Simba, so the job is mine? What about the interview and…
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