“No, uh, sure, yeah…th-that’s fine…” I stammered up at her from behind my desk, struggling to
“No, uh, sure, yeah…th-that’s fine…” I stammered up at her from behind my desk, struggling to get the the image window on my monitor completely closed and trying to ignore the fact that this was the same girl standing in front of me, the same girl from that picture…Who’s sending me these???“Okay I’ll get right on it!” Melissa finished, smiling but then cocking her head down at me, suddenly concerned, “Are you…are you alright, Dr. J?”“y-yes…good, all good,” I replied, as dismissively as I could manage just to get her out of the room, “thanks, Melissa.”This was the second, in as many days, of racy pictures of my new Office Manager that had showed up in the inbox I used for work. An anonymous sender, using an address obviously meant to humiliate me. Certainly not Melissa herself, no way…who could it be??My skin crawled, revisiting the situation that had started yesterday, when that first pic came through..My skin crawled, my stomach roiled. Could it be? Could it be them? If so, how can I face them, step back out through my door with a straight face? Of course I’d say nothing. Already I knew full well what they thought of me; I didn’t have words that could change that. They were laughing at me, all of them…silently, maybe, but loud enough to keep me in my place. Tipping the balance even further away from me.Oh god what have I done…nnngh……i just want to disappear. -- source link