Flipping through the pages, I couldn't face her when I admitted, "Honestly, I could have done better. When I was going over the answers I felt like an...idiot for not putting in what you finished." I was disappointed in myself. I could have ... No, should have done better. I had even considered cheating half-way through the semester, and I don't mean sneaking in completed blue books or writing class notes on the bottom of my shoes. No, I had other ways of cheating that could have never been. And as the night wore on she got steadily more and more drunk. It was embarrassing as she slurred her words, staggered, fell and finally passed out in front of the whole family.I picked her up and carried her upstairs. She’s not as light as once she was and I only just got her to the bed, where I staggered and dropped her barely onto the bed, her legs dangling off the edge. But as I stood up I saw that her short dress had gotten even shorter, flipping up onto her flat stomach. That’s when I saw. .while rubbing her shoulders I just might as well remove her bra...the straps came off her shoulders and my fingers unhooked the back. Auntie quickly removed the garment and let her breasts swing free. “That's what you like, isn't it?' she asked. “My little tits out for you to play with huh.” “I guess so,” I answered...immediately filling my hands with their soft, squeezable presence. My, my how soft and warm they were, their nipples just starting to stiffen as I fondled their forgiving. ” “I’m sorry I didn’t know”. “There are cutback rumors at the office for the IT department. I am lucky that I get paid here at the bar weather it’s busy or not but the tips are what help me get by.”“Don’t worry about the rumors sometimes they are just that.”Emily then came around the bar and sat on the stool next to me. “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to put my troubles on you.”“Don’t worry that’s what friends do they help each other.” I tried to lighten the mood and change the subject. I shouted.