I miss Carl and Vie so damn bad and it hurts me so deeply that I can't stand to live without them. And then there's your folks too, you know that I lo...ed your dad and mom. Anyway I've started drinking too much, drinking most of the day in fact, and now the sheriff knows that I've been driving drunk and he... well anyway I promised him that we would both turn over a new leaf. I need your help to do it Nick, please say you'll help me."Nick noticed tears forming in the corner of Jesse's eyes and. Both were training me in their own way. Shaz would tutor me on dos and donts about the Club, and how to pour pots. While Bones, would tutor me on Bike repairs. The Clubhouse gave me a nickname of Lambsey, because I was a Sheep little baby. I still went to school but not as often. By mid-year, I was spending most of my time in or around the Clubhouse. On this particular day, they decided to have some sort of Club party and I was invited. It also happened to be first time, I interacted with. SMACK I gasped and looked down at my chest as it started to turn bright red ?I?Erm? SMACK I yelled again ?You’d want her to ride you like the little whore she is? Cathy rasped SMACK SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK she started beating my chest faster and faster, as I yelled and tried to twist away. Then she jumped into my lap her knees grinding into my thighs, pushing my ass into the rounded spikes of the chair, oh god it hurt, I was panting and moaning. Then she pulled the top of her dress down. “There is never a smile on your lips when you are welcoming the guests,” he continued. This was a lie. “Unless they are young girls, then you are all smiles and flirts,” he said. Yet another lie. I could smell the alcohol on his breath for the hundredth time this year. He was bigger than me and looked threatening, always on the edge. In part due to alcohol, his temper made me and the rest of the workforce uneasy. He is a mean drunk. We saw him as a bully. Not all of us, but almost. There was.