Maggie tucked the blunt away.  She’d thank Donna later as she caught the looks between Kayla and Yukio.  Sometimes the girls who worked here were so libidinous and over-sexed that relations between the counselors themselves were a habitual happenstance.  She certainly took advantage when and where the opportunity presented itself, but she knew the boys came first.  If there was time and anything happened between her and another one of her gals, it was all gravy.  Maybe she’d share her charge with another girl and enjoy the best of both worlds.  The last time that happened was last summer and what fun that night was…<br/><br/>Her reverie was snapped by Kayla’s question and she turned to the striking girl with all the tattoos and piercing.  Maggie liked her, as she did the other two.  Kayla was the perfect example of not judging a book by its cover.  Maggie rested the clipboard across her abs, wrapping her arms around it.  “Not much to tell, hon,” she replied, chewing her gum.  “Army brat, grew up everywhere and nowhere.  I was struggling to pay for college and my BFF worked here, knew I liked sex and wouldn’t have a problem doing this gig.  What about you?”<br/><br/><br/>