Which brought a little blushto my cheeks. Yes there is a lot I have to learn to be treated as a girl.Like holding my cup in a dainty fashion, holding ... finger sandwich betweenthumb and forefingers, taking smaller bits as I eat. Being a girl isn't aseasy as I thought. So this was lesson number two.Back in the Sitting Room, we sat close again. This time I had Shellysitting on my lap. While Mummy held my hand lovingly in hers. As wewatched the video of a couple of young Miss Americas in all. John was one of the members of the varsity football team and he shared a lot of pornographic videos and pictures, along with other sports things, with the other football members. So there was no way to be absolutely sure what Jeremy was about to send to my phone. Once Jeremy heard the sound of my phone turning on he watch over my shoulder as we waited for it to boot all the way up. The home screen appeared a split second before a notification pop up that I had a request to receive a file from. I was shocked. Waverly was playful and strong willed but her mom seemed even stronger willed. Waverly totally didn’t challenge her what her mother told her.I wasn’t sure if that was because she didn’t think her mother would follow through and it wasn’t worth arguing or she really wasn’t scared of it. I had a hard time believing that she was just this obedient little follower though.I had a hard time processing the idea that any of them could be submissive given that they were such smart asses. But somehow all of this made sense to me and I was relieved that the side effect did no harm that would be life threatening. I was lost in thought, not worry, but trying to think of how to explain what this information meant to me. And I think my facial expression must have frightened Beth who started crying again and ran to the bedroom closing the door quietly.Setting alone in the room I was faced with the realization that the woman I loved was distraught with what has happened and my reaction.