As I talk with the new employer I suddenly feel a hand going up my leg, your hand. I keep talking, trying to act as though nothing is wrong, but it's getting harder and harder. -... Of course.. Yes... I close my eyes for a second, your touch getting to me. Stop... (The word both to you as to the employer) I open my eyes and look at the employer. Can you come back tomorrow? I need to... take care of some things.
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