Second punishments are more….. Strict.” She said in a cold voice as I turned and looked up at her. There was a touch of concern, or maybe worry ...hat she had gone too far in her eye. So after I touched my lip and made certain it was not bleeding I responded, “Green Mistress.”She smiled and I flinched as her hand came quickly to my face again, but this time she caught me by the chin and pulled it up to look straight into her electric blue eyes. “See? You can be such a good boy when you. I told her I would try to call before Friday, to see how she was doing with it.The flight to Chicago was very interesting. Mama and Mrs. Jones were talking together the whole time, in the limo, and on the airplane. Dad was busy reading reports and memos, and Shirley and I were each waiting for some sign from the other one about how we were going to act around each other for the four day trip. We landed in Chicago, and we still hadn't figured it out yet."Kenny, you've been very quiet. Is there. ’ I say, reddening at my confession. He looks at me with a kind, tilted smile. ‘Thank you, Genevieve.’ he says, then opens a drawer and pulls out a white tee shirt. He hands it to me, then pulls open another drawer. ‘These are the smallest pair of shorts I have. They’re probably too big.’ ‘I’ll wear them anyway,’ I say, taking them. ‘Thank you, Morgan.’ I stand on my tiptoes and press my lips to his jaw line. However, at the last moment, he moves his head and my lips brush his. I gasp, pulling. I came to an unspoken agreement with myself a couple of years ago. If Flubberguts was still available when she was of marriageable age, no matter my feelings about women in general and marriage specifically, I'd marry her. She was as uncomplicated an individual that you would ever like to meet, not an iota of spite or mischief in her luscious body. Her breasts never did stop growing just the rate of growth decreased. Even at fifteen she was almost as tall as me and she told me with total.