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Monday

Tangled Webs

Here's the scoop. About three weeks ago, my female boss asked me to say I used her car on a Thursday. She didn't say why, she just said, if male boss asks, just say we switched cars for the day. I looked confused and uncertain, certainly. I hesitated. She looked at me, and said, "don't ask" and handed me a hundred dollar bill. She said, "it probably won't come up."  It turns out it never did come up. I was a $100 richer that week.

Piper O'Neill
Cut to Thursday of last week. My boss comes home at lunch time and asks me for a favor. She asked me not to ask questions and said she would make it worth it to me. She told me she would take "child" to her 2PM activity and I should take her phone and take the subway to a certain location. She told me to have lunch at either X, Y or Z, all cafe type places in one corner area. Again I looked confused. I have to admit, the mystery was enticing. She said she's pay for my lunch. She gave me 4 $100 bills, 1 $50 and 3 $20. I did it. I had a nice lunch by myself. I made some calls from her phone and surfed the internet during lunch. When I came back at around 4, my boss asked me to drop "other child" at "activity" and then I could be off for the afternoon. Win. Win. Right?

I had a feeling this had to do with another man. But I don't ask questions. I make a good salary, they even let me use the nanny vehicle on weekends, even though I got my own place and no longer am a live-in. This morning my female boss asked to talk to me. She said she wanted to make plans to go away and "male boss" would be working, would I go? She told me where (great location) and that she really needed a vacation so it would be a real working vacation for me, but she would pay me regular hours, plus 2K. She told me she would be getting two deluxe suites across from each other, but that I would be staying with the children. I'm a nanny, I'm getting paid well. I have thought this situation through and I don't see any way a child could get hurt or caught up in it. (We went over what the kid's days would look like).

I know I am getting sucked in to some weird drama. I have a conscience about it, but I can't help being thrilled by the drama. I know this is so wrong. I really think I need a counselor. The husband has always been decent to me. He's business like, polite and quiet. He's not someone I revel in seeing destroyed or anything, not that he would be destroyed. I mean, I guess what I am saying is I have no dog in this fight. The only thing that is bothering me is that I don't feel bad. I'm just being honest.  I literally am consumed with bad feelings about the bad feelings, Bad feelings about all the extra cash. Bad feelings of being allowed into female boss's secret life.

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