What is an intern to do?

Taking small steps in the restrictive mini skirt Bailey walked with Candi towards the skyscraper building, humming a tune for a song he had just been singing along with on the car ride to his first day at work. Briefly on the trip to the office he had started to think how odd it was to be going back to work after so much time unemployed, going from a manager position to that of an intern, he wasn’t even sure what an intern did, other than the knowledge that people talked about it as an unpaid position. Luckily this internship wasn’t one of those, but he also wasn’t sure how much it did pay. Bailey had a vague memory of Candi’s father mentioning it, but at the time he had been distracted with other things. The thought of Derrick made him think of Mommy and how she wasn’t around and thinking of her reminded Bailey of what Miss April had told him. Those thoughts made way for another distraction when he saw Candi turn up the volume to a song that was coming over the radio, We Are Young. Bailey automatically returned the warm smile she gave him, and when she started to sing along, he followed along.

With the tune repeating itself in his mind Bailey hardly registered what Candi was saying, he started to cock his head to the side as he spoke to her, something in the corner of his eye made him look from her back to the front of the building. “Like what did you…” Bailey's eyebrows rose as his eyes went wide and a large smile came to his face seeing August standing near the front door checking out something on his phone. He was wearing a dark button up shirt with a brown sweater vest, black jeans and dark leather squared shoes. “Auggy!” Bailey cried out, getting the man’s attention.

Turning his head back to Candi with the wide smile showing his glee, Bailey looked in his friends eye, excited to have won the bet against her handily. Not realizing how he looked like a love sick girl thrilled to see her boyfriend. “I win!” Bailey proclaimed before running off to the man, arms swinging moved forward in his strappy heels. Getting to him Bailey wrapped his arms around his chest, feeling the man’s larger arms wrap around him. “Clingy, she said to be clingy. That is what she said right?’ Bailey asked himself, taking a deep breath, smelling that same aroma he had smelled the previous day when he had put on August’s sweater when not feeling well. Even with his mind reminding him of what Miss April wanted he couldn’t help feeling a small sense of peace and warmth smelling the man’s cologne.

Seeing Bailey trot up to him so happily made August’s heart swell, he wrapped his arms around her as soon as she was close enough, loving the feeling of her small warm body and breasts pressing against him. It felt like forever since they had gone out together, really they hadn’t gone out that much when he thought about it. Each time they had it had been an amazing experience, not that he had a lot to compare it to, but he doubted most guys had what he had. Even when they weren’t together she was always talking to him, or sending him selfies, the last photos she sent of her and Candi together had him wishing he could have snuck in her window so she could know what she was doing for him, but right now he felt content to just hold the girl in his arms. “Good morning, beautiful.” He said running his hand down her back, stopping just shy of her ass despite what his lower brain wanted him to do.

“Stop it… or don’t.” Bailey giggled scrunching up his nose, he wanted to tell him to cut that sort of thing out. ‘Did I just giggle?’ Bailey asked himself, not being selfware enough to know how often he did that very thing after being around Candi for so long. He could no longer deny how he looked, but he didn’t like being reminded by another man, a man who he had… Bailey shook his head giving August a quick squeeze with his arms before stepping back. He didn’t want to go down that path in his mind.

“I can stop hugging you for now, but I don’t think anyone could keep from complimenting you.” He gave his girlfriend a smirk trying to act more confident than he felt. ‘God seeing her smile makes me wonder why anyone does **** to get high. Why is someone like this even with me?’ He wasn’t sure how he got so lucky and he didn’t care what his sister said, he felt like this girl was everything. August’s eyes flicked up to see his girlfriend’s best friend walking up, with their different hairstyles they looked more like sisters than twins like he first thought. The two couldn’t pass one one another, but considering they weren’t even related it amazed him how similar they looked.

“Good morning!” With Candi giving him a warm smile and Bailey’s own to August it felt like he was feeling the sun on both sides of his face at the same time, it brought the image that was sent to him from the other night to mind.

“Good morning Candi, ready for day two?” Candi pursed her pillowy lips together, looking off to the left and to the ground before shaking her head.

“Seeing a cute boy give my little sister a complement like that makes me a little jealous. Got one for me?” Her pout was quickly replaced with a dazzling smile, showing much of her well cared for teeth.

August looked at his girlfriend in her leather wrap mini skirt, the same one that she had sent to him in an image when she was out shopping, the satin blouse that had a little fabric wrapping around her tied in front like a belt and then to Candi. “I was going to save all of them for Bailey, but I suppose for her best friend I can spare one or two. You look very nice today.”

“Niiice!?” Both Candi and Bailey said at the same time, making August put up his hands at chest level in surrender. Bailey gave the young man a hard look, nice was something you said to your Aunt, not someone like Candi.

“Awww, I thought we were friends to.” Candi said holding her hands together in a way that her forearms pressed her breasts together as she batted her eyelashes at him.

“Ummmm, ahh. No, we are, we are. I meant to say.” August’s eyes flicked to Bailey, then back to Candi, his mind giving him rapid ideas of what to say like someone holding up queue cards, each one rejected. “You look nice enough that I bet Ryan will be jealous that I got to see you first today.” Candi narrowed her eyes at the man in front of her, all three ignoring anyone else walking by to enter the building. She then met Bailey’s eyes and both started laughing, their laughter devolving into a fit of giggles.

“What? What did I say?” Bailey reached over, taking his arm, pulling it between his breasts.

“The right thing, she is just teasing you.”

“Oh.” He said, raising an eyebrow in Candi’s direction, seeing her nod in agreement.

“Also, Ry has already seen me this morning. I sent him a quick photo or two and we talked on the phone while I drove to pick Bailey up.

August looked to the girl holding his arm in a way to stake her claim on him. She hadn’t needed to do so to keep the females that were walking in away, but he wasn’t going to tell her that he was actually smooth as sandpaper when talking to girls. “A morning phone call, think I could get that too?” Bailey resisted the urge to roll his eyes, forcing his smile to grow as he looked at the man next to him like some love sick girl. ‘Candi does it, so we can do it, remember Bailey. Be like Candi! That and we aren’t allowed to tell the doofus no… what kind of guy likes talking on the phone?!’

“Of course, I like always want to talk to you. This morning I was like thinking about you.”

“You were?!” August asked failing to tamper down his excitement.

“Yeah I was thinking if you would like my lipstick and then I was thinking about how I only have like some of the tube left and how I needed to get to Ulta to get more and when I was there I should pickup some more mascara and then…” Bailey took a breath before continuing. ‘Ditzy Miss April said clingy and ditzy.’ I like thought about how I need to check what they have or sale or on clearance and that had me thinking about this one brand I found on clearance once that I loved but that also means they might not be getting more and…”

“I’m happy you thought of me, but I think it would be best to have conversations like that with Candi. How about if you just send me a selfie in the morning so that I can never forget what a beauty like you looks like.”

‘So he doesn’t forget what I look like, real smooth Auggy.’ Bailey thought, happy to be avoiding any extra conversations. ‘Heck I already take a selfie… a few and it would be easy to send them to him.’

“I hate to break the two of you up, but I have to take your girl away from you Casanova, it maybe my second day, but it is my little sis’s first and we are already running late.” August nodded before shifting his body so he could give his pretty blonde girl a quick kiss on the lips. As his pressed into hers he felt a deep desire to pull her into his arms and kiss her deeper. To kiss her till the world fell away, but when it lingered for just past half a second he was reminded that would have to wait.”

“Ahem, I said we had to go. Bailey will play kissy face with you later.” As August let go, stepping back Bailey took in a deep breath through his nose. He should have been expecting a kiss, kissing was what couples did when they said hello or goodbye. Yet he had gotten away with just a hug, so he wasn’t prepared for it and while he wanted to wipe his mouth off the deep breath carried without more of that scent from the sweater, keeping him so much as tensing his muscles. A heartbeat after the thought of wiping his mouth came to his mind, Bailey pulled out his compact mirror from his purse to check his lips.

“You look fine sis, we need to go.” Candi urged, reaching over to take Bailey’s wrist in her hand to pull her friend along to head inside the building. August pressed his lips together trying to relive the sensation as he gave the pair a little wave. He had already shown up to his desk that morning so he could make an appearance before coming out here, but he was sure someone would be missing him by now.

The elevator dinged as the double metal door slid open to the accounting floor, it looked much as it did the last time Bailey had visited. Some glass walls with black metal frames, most of them frosted over, the big ones on either side of the elevator he knew were conference rooms setup for easy access and beyond them either way were two more smaller ones and then laid out in front of him was mostly a cubicle farm, with real offices setup along the far side, at its center would be Mommy’s office. Something didn’t sit right with what he just thought, but it was lost when Candi pulled him along in a familiar direction.

It seemed to take a thousand or so heartbeats to arrive in front of Miss April’s desk as the organ beat faster and faster the closer he got. It was exactly how he remembered it, other than the metal tray at the side of her desk being much fuller with paper than before. Standing on the other side of the desk was Miss April, who seemed to have only gotten there shortly before them as she was in the middle of putting down a mug of coffee and taking off her black bolero jacket. Under it she wore a beige tank top style blouse that was tucked into a high waisted ribbed leather pencil skirt, nylons a few shades darker than her skin and a pair of stiletto heeled ankle peep toe boots, that looked to be maybe four and a half to five inches tall with a half inch platform. The heels had straps with toggles instead of laces or a zipper, she often wore ankle boots, but Bailey had never seen a pair like this before and couldn’t help wondering if Shoeaholic stocked them.

“Miss Connors, Miss Best. I see you decided to make it to the office today.” April glanced at the time on the chucky gold watch on her wrist.

“It was totally my fault Miss April, you see outside Auggy was there and…” April held up one finger in the air.

“I don’t care for excuses, if you are going to be late you will let me know. Call me, email me, text me.” Her eyes shifted between both the blondes in front of her. Candace looked well put together this morning as she did the previous day and she was sure every man that Bailey walked past would say the same about Bailey. She had run into Bailey yesterday wearing nothing but her brother's sweater and she had specifically told her… him that he needed to wear something longer and today he showed up in a mini skirt. It was only ten minutes into the day and she was already feeling aggravated. “Also a reminder, just because we know each other outside of work doesn’t mean you get to be familiar with me. This is a business and I am your boss, it doesn’t matter who your mother is.” Bailey felt her dark eyes settle on him for half a heartbeat, it felt almost like a physical pressure. “Or who your father is. So long as you are in the intern program you will call me Miss Gates. Understood?”

“Yes Ma’am, I mean yes Miss Gates.” Bailey nodded, his eyes looking down past his dark nylon covered legs, to the rounded toe strappy heels on his feet. It occurred to him that he had worn the same heels on the first date with August. He had just hugged and kissed August in the same shoes he had for his first date… he had worn them for his first day at work as Bailey Ann, it was a pattern he didn’t wish to continue. He heard Candi echo something similar, but she seemed much chipper about it, reminding him he needed to perk up.

“Good, now Miss Connors if you would please go to your desk. You will find today’s assignments in your email and you Miss Best, follow me. I will show you around before you get your assignments.” Candi bumped her hip into her friends, giving her a wink.

“See you later, sis.” Her eyes looked at her boss. “I mean. See you later Miss Best.” She covered her mouth with one hand as she giggled, walking away.

“Now that we are alone, I remind you again of your place here. No one can find out…” April walked around her desk speaking softer as she got closer to the feminized man. “Who or what you really are, at this point it would be detrimental to my career. Along with your mothers.” She made air quotes as she continued to whisper. “And Mr Connors. You started this little act to help Amanda and at this point I am going to make sure you don’t sink everyone’s careers while you act like some little bimbo. I can’t believe you still walk around like a cat in heat.”

Bailey looked down at his smooth pantyhose covered legs, down to his heeled feet. “That is how I just walk, I don’t…” April shook her head not buying the innocent act in the slightest.

“Yes, yes, that is just who you are I get it and since you kept the little sexpot bimbo act up all this time, you will continue it now so that no one suspects something different, but I assure you Bailey.” He felt like she said his name like it was an insult. “That you won't appreciate the attention you get here acting that way, let it be a lesson to you.”

He looked away from her dark eyes, if he was sitting across from her or laying next to her in bed he could easily get lost in them, but right now with that intensity he wanted to be anywhere other than in her field of vision. “You.. you told me to act…”

“I know how I told you to act.” She took a deep breath in through her nose before letting it out her mouth. She gave Bailey another hard look before taking a sip of her coffee. “One thing I will prepare you for, some people in this department will love you just because of who your mother is and how she runs things. Some men will dislike you for the same reason, you will treat all of them the same, with a smile. Now follow along, I don’t have a lot of time for a guided tour, it would have been better if you started yesterday, but I suppose allowances can be made. You did take your pills right?”

“Umm, yes?” He had taken the medicine the doctor told him too, he felt odd doing it, but without it he couldn’t get back to who he was. Bailey expected her to say something else about the topic, but instead she just started to walk off and he had to move quickly to catch up. A small blush came to his face when a man with a darker complexion looked at him with desire, making Bailey take note of his assets bouncing as he hurried along.

“Behind us are some of the managerial offices, team leads, along this area.” April motioned to her left towards all the cubicles. “Is the farm, they are divided up by smaller departments. The ones here are for adjusters that do audits, if we continue past the elevators down this hallway here you will find two restrooms.” She stopped walking, giving Bailey a hard look. “Make sure you use the correct one.” She hated the idea of the pervert going into the women's restroom, but she couldn’t send him into the men's bathroom like he was. Man or not she was sure only bad things could come of it, for him… but mostly for her. Bailey was a headache on so many levels, at first she reveled in the idea of doing what she wanted to him as his boss, him a lowly intern, but she honestly thought he was just more trouble than he was worth. When he nodded she turned back around, motioning across from the two bathrooms to a small break room with a single small table with three chairs, a fridge, and a pair of coffee pots on either side of the small room.

“This is the closet breakroom to my desk, if you can’t find me there, check here. There are two other break rooms on this floor and another set of bathrooms, but these have more stalls. Now come on, keep up.” She said walking out of the hallway where the floor opened up to more cubicles. Instead of heading into them she took a sharp left going fifty or so paces before motioning towards an open area that Bailey figured was just on the other side of the men's bathroom.

“This is the copy room, you will spend more time than I’m sure you would like in here. Making copies of files, collating them into binders.”

As the little tour continued Bailey pursed his lips together, wishing she wasn’t so mad at him because he was late. Sure he didn’t always get along with her, but she was Mommy’s best friend and had agreed to pretend to be his godmother, heck it had been her idea! He just needed to smooth things out, he figured. Looking at her and the way she was dressed caused him to smile. She had always been a good looking woman and fashionable, but today they had something in common.

“Miss April, I mean.” Bailey stopped and started again. “Miss Gates, I love your skirt! I wore a leather skirt too today! It is like so funny because Candi picked it out and I said it wouldn’t be good for work and then she texted it to Auggy and he loved it and then you told me to wear a short skirt so it ended up like perfect for today! April took a few more steps, not stopping to engage with Bailey.

“Hilarious.” She took another turn through the cubicle before stopping outside of thirty five C where she motioned inside. In the cubicle was a long desk divided in two with two computers and two chairs, in one was Candi who had a word document open and email. The other seat was empty, but hanging on the wall was a small framed picture with the image of a red platformed six inch heel and the words. Keep your Heels, head & Standards High. Candi gave a little wave and a wink when she saw Bailey saw the decoration she put up for her.

“This is your desk, everyday you will come here first and find your assignments. If you are done with a task and have time before the next one you are to use the messaging service to contact me and I will find you something to do. This isn’t like sitting around unemployed where your time is your own, this is a business and I expect you to earn your paycheck.” April turned her gaze to look at Candace. “Miss Connors, try not to dawdle.” She then started walking again, Bailey looked from her to Candi and then his own desk in the cramped area. Not sure if he was suppose to stay or continue to follow her.

“Miss Best, do keep up.” Bailey gave Candi a small smile, about to walk off before turning his head to look at her.

“I think she likes my skirt, she said the story for it was hilarious!”

“Miss Best!” Both heard their new bosses voice pick up in volume.

“See you later!” Bailey minced off to try and catch up to the woman who had moved to an intersection in the cubicles. Moving with her they came up to another row of offices, on the opposite side of the floor. It seemed to have open windows for the people in the cubicles to look out on two sides, and offices on the other, with the elevator at the center. Bailey had to move quickly to keep up, not having much of a chance to catch the names on the doors till she got to one that read George Brannon - Accounts Payable. April stopped at the door, knowing on it once before opening it.

“Yes!” The voice of an older man called out just as April opened the door. Inside Bailey saw a man that could be anywhere from mid fifties to mid sixties, bald on top with graying brown hair on the sides that went down into a beard along his jaw and a mustache, the beard having more gray than the hair on the sides of his head. He wore a button gray button up shirt, that Bailey thought looked similar to what Auggy wore, but this man looked much worse in it. George Brannon had a suit jacket and his tie hanging from a coat rack and looked more than a little annoyed that his door had been opened before he actually answered.

“George I wanted to introduce you to…”

“Mr. Brannon if you would Miss Gates.” Bailey could hear the hard tone to his voice.

“Yes, as I was saying.” She took a small intake of air through her nose trying to keep her composure. Still having a hard time believing this was the man that was going to be in charge of this branch office, a position Amanda had worked her ass off for and he got it because he played golf with some executives from time to time. She wasn’t actually sure if he was good enough at his job to be in charge of accounts payable, or if he got that through politics too, but one thing she was sure of. This man did not like Amanda and was one of the biggest sexist pigs here, or at least on the accounting floor. She had sent emails to HR and had gone in person to complain about him just from personal experiences, it wasn’t till Amanda spoke to her that she realized he was protected and that each time she went to HR about her it just made the target on her own back bigger. They weren’t going to do anything about him, but at least she could use him to take Bailey down a peg or two. “This is one of our new interns, I know how busy you get and…”

“I don’t need some baby girl around, even if…” Bailey looked away from the man, still feeling his gaze look him up and down. ‘Be happy, Candi would be happy, so Bailey would be happy.’ He reminded himself, finally looking up with a big smile, that he had to **** himself to keep in place seeing the man’s gaze had stopped at his chest. “She is easy on the eyes. If you want her to stand in the corner for me to look at from time to time I suppose she would be good for morale, but I don’t have any use for her.”

April blinked slowly, she hated being interrupted and she was also aware the jerk knew that after the last few times she has tried asking him politely to not do just that. “George…”

“Mr Brannon, if you please.”

“Yes, Mr. Brannon.” April could feel the bile in her stomach rolling around. If Amanda stayed here they would both be working under this man, if Amanda took the promotion that she should that Mr. Connors offered it would be her turn to decide her future. Take Amanda’s spot and report this this creep or go off to work for Mr. Connors, but still be stuck in the role of an administrative assistant, even if she would garner the title senior. “You can do what you will with your intern, as the head of Accounts Payable I thought it best that you had a chance to get assistance from the intern program.”

George light blue eyes took in the woman as he leaned back in his chair. He didn’t think much of her, she always seemed to have too much ego for some secretary, but now that she was talking he realized dismissing what she was offering wasn’t the right move. She wasn’t some bimbo, pretty enough, but not stupid. No, the girl was calculating and understood the direction the wind was blowing and was trying to get on his good side. He nodded slightly to the offer, looking at the pretty girl in the leather mini skirt and tall stiletto heels, fully understanding the offering she was giving him. “Miss Gates, I appreciate you considering me. In fact I think I can use an intern, what is your name girl?” George asked, turning his attention to the pretty intern in his office.

“Bailey Ann Best sir, a like pleasure to meet you!” George cocked his head to the side, looked over to April and then back to Bailey. He thought he had a firm grasp on the officer, but hearing the girls last name a wolfish smile came to his face. He couldn’t believe Apil Gates would offer up her own boss's daughter or niece to him like this unless she was picking sides.

“Bailey… Ann.. Best…” George said the name like his was tasting each letter. “Are you related to Amanda Best by chance?” Bailey nodded, reminding himself of his role. ‘Chipper, be happy, be ditzy, be a good girl!’

“Yes sir, Mr Brannon sir, she is like my Mommy, umm Mom sir.” George’s eyebrows went up at the use of the word mommy, the girl was a momma’s girl.

“Happy to meet you as well Miss Best, happy to work with you indeed.” Bailey swallowed hard, not liking the way he was being looked at, but he also remembered some of the complains he heard sitting on the couch at night. His love saying how she had to write up someone for pinching her behind, at the time he thought it was funny that someone she was superior too would do that. He knew he loved looking at her ass, but also knew better than to spank or pinch it unless she was in the mood. He had told her then that she should take it as a compliment, he just wished the heel wasn’t on the other foot now.

“Well, Mr. Brannon. I will leave her here with you, but I do have to let you know she isn’t solely yours. Miss Best here has many duties, like when she gets back to her desk she will see she is scheduled to help set up conference room A for a meeting at two today, clean up after around three. Since she will be working with you, I will forward you her schedule. I would also ask you to help keep her to it, afraid she can be a bit ditzy at times. Isn’t that right Miss Best?”

Shifting his weight onto one foot after taking a step back Bailey gave the woman a big smile and a small shrug of his shoulders. “Sorry, I do try, I swear.” April nodded.

“I’m sure you do.” April said to the blonde before looking back to the creep already seeing him eyeing Bailey up like prey. “Have a good day Mr. Brannon, I will leave you to it.” As she left Bailey couldn’t help doing exactly what George was doing, take a good look at her backside as she walked away. He wasn’t too keen on being around this guy, but considering how he said he had no need for anyone it could be one of the best places to work. Candi said how she had to make binders and scan documents, move file boxes around and all he had to do was clean up a conference room and hang out with a guy that didn’t need him. Seemed like Miss April was taking with one hand with Auggy and giving with the other with this George Brannon guy.

“Close the door sweetheart, we need to go over a few things.” George said, rubbing his hands together.