When The Animal In You Makes You 'Compliant' To Him

My life up to that moment was being the oldest, taking over after my mother died, working my way through college, then law school. I worked for a large law firm, primarily corporate stuff. I was at a clients, with my partner. As soon as we sat down I knew something was going on.

The client looked at her like a man who knew her. After we left she swore me to secrecy, that man had 'forced himself on her'. She still 'saw' him regularly. Explaining, 'you can't run away from the animal in you'.

Over time I understood she was 'compliant' to him. The animal in her wanted to be compliant. Like a dog she offered herself up, turning her backside up for him. That way he could 'take' her. The truth is I didn't understand. How could she?

A few years later I had taken a job with a client. The man I worked with was overbearing with me. I complained to my old boss at the firm. 'It's the animal in you, you've met the man that's going to take you'. Take, isn't the right word. Bend you until you break. Then he takes you.

I know the look, when a man just has to look at you, for you to 'offer' yourself to him. Turning your backside up for him. So he can 'take' you.

Compliant, in her words 'be compliant to him'.