Working Mom Blues and The Case of The Crass Cupcake's Cowardly Cravings

Mina was just an innocent bystander in what was about to unfold. True, she had baked the rich, peanut buttery cup cakes as a school assignment, but she could never have fathomed that one would stoop to such desperation.........
The shift seemed pretty uneventful at first, that is until Mina offered me one of her succulent peanut butter delights. It was like biting into peanut buttery heaven. Fluffy peanut butter flavored cake topped with thick fluffy rich peanut butter frosting and sprinkled with Reece's Pieces. That one delicious experience left me with a blissfull high that could not easily be forgotten.
Hours later in the break room, I happened to be using the copy machine. "Come here often?" I heard the alluring rich voice call. I looked over and there he was, the last of his kind, sitting temptingly in a nice container. I thought to reach out to him at first, but propriety held me back. "I'm a one cup cake kind of girl" I told him, hurriedly leaving, but we both knew my insatiable lust for peanut butter would lead me back to him.
I made an "accidental trip" by him again. "I'd like to be a piece of your back side" he called out crassly. Shocked, but not all that displeased, I hurriedly rushed out. It may have been that a co-worker was in there and I didn't know what she would think.
"On the way" to or from some where, I passed by him again. This time I could tell he had me in his clutches. I was a slave to his sugary magnetism. As I entered the break room, he whispered in a deep throaty voice "I'm your love handle baby". As if compelled by some unknown force, I hypnotically stepped toward him, lost in his promises of ecstasy. Just as I was about to unveil the clear container's cover, a ray of light beamed in. A bright light burst through the shady room and his spell was momentarily interrupted. That brief moment of clarity was all my mind needed to see the truth. The lust of my flesh had taken over and I was being controlled by it, lead like a lamb to the slaughter. As I came to my senses, he crooned "it's o.k., I'm in the big plan" I knew deep down it was a lie, but I wanted to go along with it anyway. "C'mon, it's been 10 hours since your last one" he reasoned sweetly. I pulled myself away, not liking his mesmerising power over me.
After that, a little bit of fortitude took root and I knew I might possibly elude him. Oh he kept trying, and believe me I was tempted, but I liked the feeling of empowerment self control gave me better. As I said "good bye" to my co-workers that morning, I reiterated to Mina what delicious temptation her cupcakes were. "That last one was all I thought about for the past couple hours". "I'll have to get you the recipe" she smiled, and offered him up to me one last time. "No", I said, "I've made it this long with out him, I can't eat him now". She looked at me peculiarly. "I'm a one cupcake kind of girl" I whispered under my breath as I ambled out into the fresh morning air.