Aggressive Men

In the 1th grade there was a fight at school, two senior guys over a girl. The fight lasted a few minutes until one of the boys was knocked out. The winner took the girl and walked off with her. At home my mother told me to watch who I hung out with, if things got ugly the girl always looses.

Twenty years later I was the girl in the middle, between two men at work. The fight wasn't physical, it was who could get the other one to quit. The man that won put his hold on me and everyone at work considered me his. This time he went after his goal and it was my turn to quit or submit. I submitted, not at first but in the end I submitted to him and didn't quit.