The Honey Trap

I got involved in local government. Some of the duties required me to work with LULAC. That's where I met Lupita. An nth generation Latina, knew about as much Spanish as I did. But, she inherited that Latina presence, the look, the walk, the dress. Sultry, sexy, the move of her hips, the way she presented her breasts, not an ounce of shame, she wanted you to focus on them.

Lupita got under my skin, she led and I followed, one foot after the other one, and cheated on my wife. I lost my way with respect to my public duty, and went where she led me. I was in her hands, she controlled me. Any excuse, any delusion, I danced and she chose the music.

I'm in recovery, my wife left me, I was sanctioned and had to resign my public position, I lost my job, before I admitted that Lupita was a special form of devil. I never took a dime, not a cent. But I did do her bidding. Equally in her pocket as if she had bribed me.