Most of them had big, thick, adult looking pubic patches. I still looked like a little girl. I rinsed off the razor and watched the last of my pubic h...ir wash down the drain.I dried off and finished up in the bathroom. Then I went to find something to wear to please Jordan.My usual style of dress was to please my conservative father, and myself. I only had a couple of dresses that the skirt reached only to mid-thigh. I selected one, hoping it would be short enough to please Jordan. Before I. This had to be a dream ... a nightmare! "Don't bedisgusting." She screamed and she struggled to rise but was once moreslammed backwards so hard that the back of her head made a crack as itcontacted the solid sofa frame. "You're insane, all of you, insane."Anne laughed loudly. "Insane? I don't think so you sweet girl. A littleperverted perhaps?" For a brief moment Anne looked introspective, as ifconsidering the truth of her own words, but then she smiled and said, "yes, a little perverted, but. " Fine master" her voice so thick with sarcasm i whacked her again and she cried out saying profanities for each one i whacked her harder. by that time i had worked her dress off of her and tossed it away without much knowledge. i then told her to sit on my lap and watch this video. The video about three hours long showed every little thing. by the end of it she was crying and promised to be a good little girl. me seeing this as that laid down some rules to follow for this next month1. She. “What about ‘Room I can’t fucking think of a name for’, then?”“You can make up the sign in Art class,” I suggested. “Don’t forget you’ll have to write it down quite a few times though, and get your roommates to agree.”“What about ‘No entry to smartass teachers‘?” she stuck her tongue out at me as we arrived.“One might come in anyway,” I grinned, going in and dropping her bag on the nearest bed.“I suppose you want to come and ‘tuck me in’ after lights out!” she jeered.“If you like?” I wondered.