Sabine was in a bind. The death of her landlord had precipitated a rent increase she couldn’t afford. Since she’d only had her job for six months since leaving college, and the company had a cast-iron twelve-month rule before considering a raise, she was running out of money.
That left her with an unpalatable choice: go home to the Ohio farm she’d spent four years in college to escape. Sure, her family would welcome her back with open arms, but her career as a red-hot software developer would be stillborn.
That is, until her boss made a suggestion that she knew she should have either laughed at or, at the very least, slapped his face for. Still, the extra income the club would provide would enable her to keep the day job she loved and avoid returning to the farm she hated. However, did the role in the nighttime economy come with an attendant loss of her self-respect?
That left her with an unpalatable choice: go home to the Ohio farm she’d spent four years in college to escape. Sure, her family would welcome her back with open arms, but her career as a red-hot software developer would be stillborn.
That is, until her boss made a suggestion that she knew she should have either laughed at or, at the very least, slapped his face for. Still, the extra income the club would provide would enable her to keep the day job she loved and avoid returning to the farm she hated. However, did the role in the nighttime economy come with an attendant loss of her self-respect?