I couldn’t believe how much power I had over him. It aroused me. “Do you promise to give me an A?” I asked, wanting to test my new found power. ...��Not just for this test, but for the rest of the year?”“Yes!” he agreed immediately. “Now, please, just raise your skirt, I want to see...”I raised my skirt to my waist. My white tights weren’t quite opaque, so he could see through to my lacy bikini panties.“Are you a virgin?” he asked, the words almost catching in his dry throat.“No,” I answered. She asked me what I wanted. I gave a straight answer – I want her to share by bed. She slapped me hard on my cheeks and went away to her bedroom. This was probably the first time in my life that my mom had hit me.I too went to my room and tried to sleep. I could not. I once again had two drinks and then went to bed. When I was half asleep, my mom came into my room. She sat besides my head started patting me with love. She thought that I was heavily drunk and half conscious. She started napping. Karen had come up to him as well and hugged the two of them. When a few comments by passersby’s drifted their way, Jennie just looked up, held out her ring finger, and said, “He’s my HUSBAND. We are MARRIED!” for all to hear.Mike blushed but didn’t release her. The strangers continued on, probably mentioning “too young”, “sugar daddy”, “get a room” and the like. He didn’t care. Finally, Jennie released him, and they went arm and arm to their rental car. He finally got to kiss Karen and tell her. “There’s no legal way to do it, and I’m honestly not worried about us, but what about Louisa?”“What do you mean?”“What if we did this, and a few years down the road we decided we wanted to stop?”“Why would we do that?”“Who knows? Who could have said five years ago that we’d be where we are now? Maybe we decide to have children, and decide that having Louisa here could confuse the children. Would it be fair to just send her on her way? It’s not like a normal marriage where there a rules about.