“Well, it’s due tomorrow.” She paused. “I really appreciate you writing this for me.” She got the concerned look on her face just like her m...ther, “Is it okay if I wait for you to finish it? I really need to have it done and can’t come back for it.” I walked into the kitchen as she was speaking and poured myself a glass of water from the jug in the fridge. “Sure, it’s not a problem. I know what it’s like to be under a deadline for school. I need to take a shower first.” I walked past her with. "What do you have behind your back, Master?" This," he said as he slapped it down on the bed next to her. It made a swishing noise as it cut though the air. Betty's eyes got wide as she looked at the thin, whippy cane in his hands.Betty knew what was next; it wasn't a surprise or a shock. "How many, Master? I keep my word. What about if Jennifer doesn't accept? Do we just drop the idea? If Jennifer wanted to do something like that would you let her?" She was trying to use guilt on her side.. I must admit in all honesty that I had a good time, but it was mostly because of the company I kept. Marlene never let me out of her sight, but she did allow me to dance with our mothers, my sisters, and a few of the girls from our school. Let me tell you, I was never so happy to ride in a chauffeured limo as in the one that took us home after the party. I'll bet it was Mrs. Higgins who thought of that!I don't want to forget to mention that the graduation party was also for Margie who graduated. “It’s me alright,” Jenny assured him.The door opened and Paul Macon was standing there in his “business casual” clothes, the same that he sometimes wore on stage. If this was intended to impress Jenny, it worked. She’d noted several times how handsome the nine year old boy looked on stage that first time, and this was exactly what he’d been wearing.Jenny didn’t often feel overt sexual arousal. While the very first hints of puberty were stirring inside her little body, the truth is that she.