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Don't go provoking that female boss who is divorced and has kids.
Last month at the gym, I shamelessly flirted with a sister who practices boxing, dressed in tight clothes, with abs more defined than mine. I just wanted to tease her, add a little fun.
As a result, the next day, she directly "invited" me out of my rented place and moved me into her empty guest room. She said, "Your crappy house has poor soundproofing, it affects my sleep."
Then my life changed: breakfast was made for me, shirts were ironed, even my parents' social security in my hometown could be arranged through her connections.
When I caught a cold and had a fever, she didn’t hesitate to drive and pick me up to go to the hospital, handling registration and payment in one go.
I couldn’t take it anymore and came clean: "I was just playing around, don’t take it seriously."
She was putting on her boxing gloves, not even lifting her head: "I know. You play your game, I play mine. But I’m playing a nurturing game."
I was stunned. She put on her gloves and beckoned me with her finger: "Come, spar with me. Three full rounds, and tonight I’ll stew you some ribs."
Now? I go home on time every day, and I even started studying how to take a few more punches from her.
My brothers laugh at me for being a coward. They don’t know that once a woman who can fight, nurture, and make you willingly become obedient sets her sights on you, you simply can’t run away.
That day I secretly asked her, "What do you really want from me?"
She wiped her sweat, smiled, and said, "To see you young, easy to fool, and... that you’re afraid of me."