We need someone to take a bit of responsibility.’She offered me a brief promotion that would involve running the bar, staying late and generally hel...ing out. It would only be for a few weeks but would look good on my CV.“So this afternoon,” Mrs T said, “if you stay behind I’ll show you a few things.” Again I glanced at her eyes for a coded message, but there was none.By one o’clock the place was dead, all the staff gone home and the guests out, as we didn’t serve lunch. I reported to the office. It was unlikely that Tammy put it that way to her daughter but maybe she had. Either way it didn’t change things and if I was the villain then so be it.“It’s not exactly like that but I understand where you are coming from.” I replied.She handed me my bag while staring deep into my eyes.“How is it then?”“I’m the asshole” I told her “and I don’t want to lay off your mother or anyone else. But I’ve been ordered to let someone go by my boss and it is either your mom or one other worker. I wish it. It seemed like she knew more because her older siblings always shared their experiences with her and she would report them back to me.One Friday very hot and humid night in July, we were both 12 years old, I was going to stay the night over Carla's because her parents wouldn't be home until early in the morning and we could watch whatever we wanted on TV there. We fell asleep in the living room both of us on the couch at opposite ends. I woke up hearing moaning sounds in the kitchen. I nudged. Pick up?...Please?Oh, come on! I need you. I'm so hot, and I've got one hand in my knickers right now. I'm in the toilets, and I'll have to be quiet if anybody comes in. Pick up, dammit!Mmm...Oh, lad, where the fuck are you? Why can't you be there? My hand is all wet and sticky, and I'm smearing my juice on my fingers, and rubbing my clit. Oh yeah...Sliding, feeling my hard nub... Circling with my fingertip like you circle with your tongue. I want your face between my legs right now, and I'm.