Fay Devlin and I are playing spin the bottle, just the two of us. She spins but she trembles. I put my tongue in her mouth. By the time we get to Truth or Dare, I have my lips on her nipple and I've made her do the asking.
I'm told I'm a bad cat. Unladylike. I've learned what happens to weak children who eat egg sandwiches or worse.
She says: "Don't tell, don't ever tell."
I say: "shhh... can't promise you."