Everyone was quite, reading their preferred book for their report. Christy stood up and walked past my desk up to the teacher. The teacher was with an...other student so Christy had to wait to speak with her. There she is standing right infron of my desk, her back towards me. I just stared at that magnificient ass for so long. When she noticed I was, she turned her head around and looked at her own ass and then up at me. She broke a gentle smile, as she walked away. . Inside they made me strip naked again, my cock was rock hard at the sight of them, they were slim, their short uniform skirts revealed their firm thighs, I could see their tiny budding breast clearly through the thin material of their blouses, their nipples were swollen with the onset of puberty. I found out their names … Mary, 13 years old, Jane and Alice were 12. They searched my cupboards and howled with laughter when they found my collection of women’s clothes, dildos, whips and porn mags.. But back then we grew up around guns. We learned about guns about the time we stopped nursing. It was a part of our culture. This was especially true in rural areas.There were coyotes, bobcats and other wild predators we had to protect our stock from. A gun was a tool as much as a hammer or a saw and was seen as such by just about everybody. One more thing to consider is simply we learned about being responsible for our actions and deeds at a very early age. Learning personal responsibility so. Paula paid me for it in advance when she told me about the position here. She said you would know that I am the girl she sent and would vouch for me to His Grace. I guess it’s what she did the first day, wasn’t it? When she was trying to persuade you to take her into your service?”“Yes, it was,” Barb admitted. “But what’s wrong with you, Marion? You’re moving very strangely. You’re in great pain, aren’t you?”“No, ma’am, of course not...”“Take off that coat right now!” Barb.