The Goodman

I worked for Mrs. Carpenter for many years. Mrs. Carpenter was a well to do woman. She was lovely and successful. She was happily married. And I love my job. I get paid to advise. I get paid to help people decorate. And so my job hooked me up with Mrs. Carpenter. She was a high profile client. And my boss wanted me to do everything in my power to make her feel welcome. And so we met and Mrs. Carpenter admired me. She was very welcoming and kind. She saw my plans on the second outing and she loved everyone of them. She loved my mind and my thoughts. She was just a good woman who saw my potential. And I asked to meet her husband. And Mrs. Carpenter said that he is away and that she is the main payer of the renovations. And that he allows her to do whatever. And so I was respectful and never asked again. Mrs. Carpenter asked for luxury. She asked for exquisite. She asked for Versailles. And I had to work really hard on the plans. I was one of the best interior designers on this side of the country. I put everything into fixing her house. She was very confiscated and she was very poise. She wanted the best and better. She wanted the best house in the region. And she wanted better than her neighbor. And I had to do many things to fulfill her fantasy. And when we finally after months got her plans, Mrs. Carpenter asked for me to oversee it. And I told her I was not qualified but she was persistent. And so my boss gave in for an additional bonus fee and Mrs. Carpenter happily paid. I usually would work days but I started working both nights and days for Mrs. Carpenter. My friends started to notice that I kept away from them. I was not going to the bar and I was not hanging out with them. I was completely dwelt on working and they called many times wondering where I've been and when I get off. But I promised them that I would make it up to them when I get that big paycheck on the weekends. And Mrs. Carpenter inquired that I come even late at night because that's when I could see what the contractors finished for the day. And so I came many nights, I had to dress up because that was my job protocol. I was alone and professional. And then one night Mrs. Carpenter dressed in robe said You seem like a goodman. You seem very smart, handsome, and strong. What I would like in a man? And I said I thought you were married. And she open the robe in lingerie and said my husband is always away doing something and I don't know. She begin to cry and try to embrace. And I tried to calm her down. She just kept crying and then she grab me and begin kissing. And I tried to fight her off but I had not been with my girlfriend in a while. I had not been with anyone in a while. I was lonely, desperate and wanting. And so I gave in to Mrs. Carpenter. And then I left in the morning. She was madly in love and happy. And I went away on the weekend. And I even went to church but something the pastor said got to me. He said you think your sins doesn't stink. You think you can do wrong and be right. You think you can make a mess and it will be fix. But God knows. All secrets belong to God and he will reveal them. And I left the church and went home and I called Mrs. Carpenter and said I could recommend another designer but she was mad for me. I avoided work many days and my boss threatened to fire me but he blackmailed me to work on and on and to continue the relationship. My friends heard and tried to help me. They found a loophole in the employment contract. And I quit. I lost my career. I lost my job. And I lost my dignity. Then I turned on the radio and the pastor said all is not lost all is not lost. You have your dignity. you have your respect. God still loves you and care. And I stopped the car and my head fell into my hands as I was miserable and down and depressed. And I said if there is a God I asked for his forgiveness and help me Lord. Help me. And immediately a thought came Open your own business. And I took the money for my unemployment and started my own company ethically. My story.