I was determined not to do their bidding, so I stayed home and played computer games all day long. In the evening, I ordered some pizza and gorged myself until I was full. I was about to sleep when my cell phone rang.
I didn’t recognize the number. “Yes?” I refused to reveal my identity.
“Hello, Al. This is Katy. How come you haven’t reported back to work this morning?” her voice came as a shrill from my phone’s speakers.
“I maybe a newbie but I don’t want to be treated like an object,” I countered with my budding self-confidence.
“What do you mean?” she seemed lost.
“You treat me like a s*x toy. You use me and discard me whenever you feel like it.” I blurted, unafraid.
“Oh,” there was an audible sigh from the other end.
“You never get to f**k us, you mean,” she stated, understandin
