Barely Paralegal Ch. 02

I instantly recognize the handwriting. My brother Tyler wrote this message. That fucking piece of shit. Fuck. I'm both infuriated and totally embarrassed. I have so many questions, too. How did he find my list? WHEN did he find it? He honestly could've left me this note a few days ago or it could've been a few years ago. And how in the hell has he not said anything? I would've expected him to laugh in my face the second he found it, but instead he just leaves this secret burn for me to find on my own?

No matter what the circumstances are around how and when he found my secret sexual checklist, it feels so bad knowing that he knows how pathetic I am. Ty's never had any of the issues with girls that I've had. In fact, he's two years younger than I am and has already had multiple different girlfriends. He even managed to get invited to prom both his freshman and sophomore years, when I was a junior and senior those years and chose to stay home. Fuck! I can't believe he found my list.

Well at this point, one thing is for sure, I certainly don't feel like updating and keeping this checklist anymore, because it's only going to make me feel like shit. I fold it up and put it in my wallet and figure I'll discretely dispose of it tomorrow. I replace the drawer back where it belongs and climb back into bed. The excitement of my first ever blowjob is definitely dampened by finding this message from my brother. And now I really wish I had gotten to have sex with Linda today, as at least then if Ty ever brings up the list, I can definitively say that I'm not a virgin anymore and he can shut the fuck up. Oh well, maybe tomorrow Mark and Linda will proposition me again? I guess it's also possible the blowjob today is all I'm going to get, so who knows.

I arrive to work on Friday morning, which marks the end of the second week of my internship. I didn't sleep very well the night before, mostly because I couldn't stop thinking about my brother, Tyler. Weirdly, I'm actually looking forward to work today regardless of whether anything sexual happens. Hey, either way it'll still be another $120 in my pocket at the end of the day!

When I ring the Dwyer's doorbell, Linda of course answers.

"Good morning!" She greets me, cheerful as always. But then instead of simply walking me to the basement door like she usually does, she actually starts walking downstairs with me and adds, "We were just talking about you." This definitely seems like something is up, but I have no idea what it means.

Linda and I get downstairs and Mark is already there. "Why don't you have a seat." He says to me pointing at my usual chair, as Linda pulls up an extra chair and joins us. He then adds, "We have something we want to talk to you about."

Ok, now I'm a little worried. Did I do something wrong yesterday? Did Linda tell Mark I was too rough when I got the blowjob? Is that why she abruptly stopped everything? Fuck. This is clearly a planned conversation so they've obviously been discussing me. Am I going to get fired? Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

"Now first off..." Mark starts, before continuing, "I want to be crystal clear, that if you want things to just stay the same as they've been for the first two weeks... That's totally fine. No problem at all." Ok, phew, this doesn't sound too bad. At least so far?

Mark then goes on, "But we also had an idea about potentially changing your responsibilities for this summer." Then he pauses, and says "That is if you're up for it." I look over at Linda and she's sitting there quietly, but clearly interested in what Mark is saying as she's leaning forward in her chair quite noticeably.

I look back at Mark, and he then says, "Instead of just working for me, you'd actually work for both Linda AND me. And actually, your primary responsibility would be to report to Linda each day, and when she didn't need you, you'd come back downstairs and work for me."

Uhhh, what the fuck is this now? Not only did Mark just suggest I 'work for Linda' but the fact that I would 'come downstairs' seems to imply that I'd be working for her upstairs? Holy shit, like in her bedroom? Is this actually happening?

I don't know what to say, and Mark basically puts me on the spot by then asking, "So what do you think?"

I have no choice but to ask the super obvious question, and part of me isn't entirely sure what the answer is either, so I fire away, "What kind of work would I be doing for Linda?"

When I ask Mark this, he simply looks over at Linda as if deferring to her. Linda takes over and says, "We'd be up in our bedroom, and your job would be to do whatever I asked you to do."

Holy fuck, this gives me an instant boner. This is for real, and amazingly I don't feel overwhelmed for once. Maybe it's the way they seem to be legitimately asking me, but I actually feel somewhat in control here. So I follow up with another question I'm dying to know, "Would I be able to see you naked?"

Linda laughs, and says, "Oh sweetie, neither one of us will ever be wearing any clothes."

Holy shit. I think I want this. I know it's super weird and who knows what she has planned, but holy fuck I want this so bad.

I'm about to tell them I'm in, but before I can say anything, Mark adds, "If you did this, we'd also bump your pay from $15 to $25 an hour too, regardless of who you worked for each day." Oh fuck yeah. Even better. Holy shit, they want to give me a raise? Holy shit, they're paying me for sex? Fuck, does this mean I'd technically be a prostitute? I have no idea if that's awesome or terrifying, but honestly the one thought going through my mind, is hell yeah I wanna do this. Oh, and the other thought is fuck Tyler, that prick. Not only am I not going to be a virgin anymore, but there are people that actually want to pay me for sex. I bet that would blow his fucking mind if he ever found THAT out.

"Ok. That sounds great to me." I say.

Mark looks at Linda. Linda looks back at him and smiles. Mark then stands up and says, "Fantastic!" Next, he comes over to me, shakes my hand and says in a kind of half-joking, half-not-joking manner, "Congratulations on the promotion and raise!"

Holy shit. I'm going to get paid to have sex!