" I'd rather dance with you." I muttered to myself."What did you say?" she queried."Uh, I said, yeah okay, who do you suggest?" I temporised."Try Maur...en," the blonde over by the bar, "I know she loves younger men and adores you." Oh mum," I sighed, "of course she doesn't." Want to bet?" my mother laughed, "Go on, ask her to dance and have some fun. You're only young once you know."Sighing again I made my way over to the bar and Maureen, to be honest she was very pretty, even if her blonde hair. To be honest I don't have a clue all I can do is just listen for any signs of them fucking but it doesn't stop me from imagining. Soon enough I hear evidence when I hear the bed but I don't yet hear her although if he is as good as he is promised to be then it wont be long. Right on cue as I type this I start to hear her but not for long thanks to a car pulling away next door. It all seems silent again once the car goes until I strain my ears and I hear her soft moans and maybe even him. I try. 09.10 shit he will be here soon.I sort out my hair and makeup in case of another uniform inspection, I didn’t want to give him any excuses to make my pending punishment even worse. I dim the lights in the ops room thinking to myself maybe he won’t show up, maybe he was joking, maybe he had finished with me yesterday, starting to feel pleased at the prospected of not having to go through that again, then my heart sank. I could hear footsteps coming down the corridor, it must be him, I stand in. She embraced it and shut her eyes tighter waiting for the final blow."Wake up, Miss Amy, wake up please. If you don't get up we are both going to be late and it won't look good on our performance paper"It was so typical of Diego to be thinking of something so silly as a performance review when all she could think of was getting her two children back with her where they belonged. The vision of the cave and the horror of her time in hell vanished as soon as she saw the face of the small clock.