This girl has stolen from us," the boy said."I did not! I worked for my money, same as you," the girl said in a shrill voice."You stole from us, by wo...king here! Everyone knows this is for boys, only!" the older boy said, slapping the girl."You hit her just one more time," I said in a nasty tone, "and I promise you, you will regret it," I finished.The boy actually sneered at me."'Twas the run-master who told us to settle her, and you don't want to interfere with him. Now YOU begone, or it will. "I'll bet you might think a lad like mehas never had marmalade, but you'd be wrong!" Dick exclaimed with hismouth full. "Three years ago Christmas, I had some at the vicarage. Good?Wasn't it just, though!" And they both smiled broadly, but perhaps fordifferent reasons.After that, Dick would spend his days in the shed, and in the gloamingDot would appear with food and they would visit. She and he both nappedat midday in order to save more time for their nightly chats. In thatmild time of year. She was in the bathroom for a long time, but it was worth the wait. She walked into the bedroom wearing a totally see-through red housecoat, a black garter belt with sheer silk stockings, and black spiked heels. Lynn had never been big on wearing very much make-up. However, she had painted her nails a bright red and was wearing matching red lipstick and was wearing black eye make-up. You combine all of that with her sexy five-foot-ten, one-hundred-and-ten-pound, 34D-24-35 body, and with her. He saw her as she was at a music concert this very night, when she took the chance to dress up, cool and calmly poised, stunningly beautiful in a backless gown, arms and shoulders rising from the decolletage like fluid statuary, their smooth satiny skin the shade of sandalwood... He saw her as she ascended the stairs with him, dark-haired head slightly inclined, lips curved in a slight smile, thighs softly swishing in the clinging sheath of her dress. He saw her as she bid him good.