Her feet her. Her butt hurt."Miss Melanie, can I say something?" she asked quietly.Melanie looked at her, puzzled. "Go ahead," she said."Rumplestiltsk...n," Daisy said."Excuse me?" I'm sorry, Miss Melanie," Daisy said. "But I have to use the safe word.Rumplestiltskin."Melanie shook her head. "Dumb ass, that's not the safe word. Don't tellme you've forgotten." No, ma'am. I remember. It's Rumplestiilkin. The Fairy Tale villain." No, Daisy, it's not." She was lauding louder now."Are you sure?" Yes,. . whoops, that doesn't sound quite right does it ... I'm glad she's been so receptive – that sounds better. I had a good feeling about her. We'd had some long 'facts of life' talk and Cassie felt comfortable talking to me about sex matters. We'd also talked about the situation where a couple of 'almost adult' teens raped a classmate at a party and I'd dropped some hints that having someone teach a young girl would be nice. Cassie hadn't said anything after the conversation, but I could tell. In the last few months, I settled down a bit and started coming to grips more with my situation. I got better at handling the frustration, better and not letting it get in the way of my enjoyment of pleasures sexual and otherwise. Perhaps knowing that most of my "sentence" had passed helped. The last month she removed the key from its hiding place and started wearing it around her neck. "The year's almost up," she'd say, "and it looks like you've passed my test. Are you glad? Are you happy to. Then he said that they should know that they don’t dress like that in this house. Marci looked at Penny who then spoke up, asking if they should dress proper like him. He took the bait and said yes, they should dress as modestly as he does. Shocking Marci and her dad, Penny said ok and quickly lifted her top up and over her head. Ray asked her what did she think she was doing and Penny just looked at him and dropped her skirt, standing before him stark naked, revealing a thin black strip of.