Angel Chapter 1

Angel was crestfallen. "But, I thought you liked me. I thought you liked what we did as much as I did."

"You enticed me into doing something I never should have allowed myself to do. You lured me into sins of the flesh, but I have repented, and I will never allow it to happen again. Make up your mind which you choose to do."

Angel made up her mind quickly. George Parker's open hostility toward her brought back previously ignored memories of just how lacking in affection he had been after their mutual climaxes on the sofa, and of his rude indifference to her needs. There had been no physical contact of any kind after he finished doing what he wanted to her, not even an offer of assistance, even though she was sore and could barely walk. The ride home had been just a chore, an obligation that had to be done quickly.
"I'd rather transfer to London." She would have said more, but thought it prudent to control her feelings.

"Good. I'll start the paperwork going this morning, and you should be on your way there by the end of next week. Now, go back to work, and don't tell anybody about what you did to me on Friday.

Angel did go back to her desk, and she did get back to work. She was unhappy about what had just happened, until she realized something. George Parker was a rat and a cad. He had used her, and cast her aside, and she was a million times better off never having anything more to do with him, never even seeing him, if she could help it. The attraction to him had seemed strong, but it evaporated completely that morning.

She did have to admit, however, that while she was being used by him, she had enjoyed it as much as he had, maybe even more. Angel hoped to indulge in the same activities with men in London, if there were any available for her. But, the next time, she would choose more carefully, and avoid personal entanglements with people she knew at work. Angel smiled, already looking forward to her new life in the metropolis.