Army Sergeant who married my mother, a German, during his deployment in Germany. When his service ended they decided to stay in Germany, so although I... a U.S. citizen I was raised in Germany. As we lived offsite the base, I attended German schools and sports clubs. I really like sports, especially athletics and basketball. I think like most girls in the world I became aware of my sexuality when I hit puberty. Like the other girls in my class or my sport teams I started to get my monthlies. The bar was empty but for the manager and the bartender, who oddly enough wore nothing but her bra and underwear. “It is pretty hot out,” I thought to myself, “but I don’t know that I’d strip down at work because of it.” Shrug. I don’t judge others. Let the girl stock the beer half naked. Approaching the manager in a most professional manner, I handed over my resume asking if there were any jobs available. “Only for skimpies,” she replied monotonously. “What’s a skimpy?” She pointed at the girl. Then She put the cube back in the cup and nodded to Megan. Megan released my wrists.“Put your arms back in.” Ashlyn whispered. I hurriedly put my arms back in my shirt, I was crying a little. “Look at that.” Ashlyn said quietly. She reached over and flicked my nipple through my shirt. They were like bullets causing the cotton of my T-shirt to poke out visibly and obviously.“I can’t believe you just did that.” Dave said.“That was the coolest thing I’ve ever seen.” Mike added.“You want more?”. “Great! Just control yourself; smile, and Mr. Suit will quit looking!” I sternly tell myself before wiping my eyes with the back of my hand “No doubt this is the time my 'supposedly everything' proof mascara stops working .” I groan inwardly, then I smile as brightly as I can in my current mood; all toward Mr. Suit, then turn to stare back out the window. Thinking of the party tomorrow to distract myself, Lauren, or Lilo as I called her, has been my flatmate since university days had.