“Get away from her!” Alexia demanded. The children turned to see the auburn haired girl across the courtyard. Rage burned in her hazel eyes. Behin... her back, she held the handle of the broom, the head of the weapon long since discarded. “I won’t tell you punks again!” she warned. A second of hesitation and confusion spread through their ranks. “Get her!” the husky kid ordered and the battle began. Alexia quietly hummed as she swept the back porch. “Dust, dust, be gone! Dust, dust, be gone!” she. "Sajel sighed into the wall. "Now you know why I'd never enter The Program." Or why you always refuse to wear a two-piece bathing suit," Christa murmured.I knew—I'd seen them before. But no one else had. At least until now."It was... An accident," Sajel said. "When I was young there was a tree in the backyard over my house, a really big one, like, two hundred years old. My room was right near it. And one day, there was a storm, and lightning, and it... Came down. Took a chunk out of my room,. Vanessa smiled. "Step-daughter actually but otherwise that is correct."Janet was taken aback to be corrected but liked the dominant attitude Vanessa clearly had and told herself to be careful or else she might risk being spanked by the teenager herself.Vanessa saw the spanking chair that Sandra had described to her and went over and sat down. Her very short dress hem rode right up her thighs, and she had always intended that Sarah get across her bare lap. She glared at Sarah and ordered, "Get. I reined Jasmine in and closed my eyes again. I saw in my mind the gray horse way up on the hillside. I turned Jasmine towards the hill, and she responded immediately, galloping with sure feet up the steep hill. At the top I stopped and looked back at the farm nestled in the valley below. It looked so tranquil with no hint of any trouble. I wasn’t sure which direction to take, so I dropped the reins and let Jasmine decide for me. She turned up the steep trail, which led through the trees, and.