Dot Com Success, Career Restart
[Part 2]
By Daring Diane
Chapter 21
After lunch, Miss Jefferson told
Jennifer to go to the principal’s office.
Jennifer started to gather her things.
Miss Jefferson told her to leave her things and head to the office. Jennifer tried to explain that she would not
be coming back. Miss Jefferson cut her
off and sent her on her way with a hall pass.
In the office, Mrs. Barham
explained that she was going to take Jennifer over to the administration
offices in a minute. Jennifer had to sit
on a wooden bench while waiting for Mrs. Barham to finish up.
Finally, Mrs. Barham got up and
led Jennifer over to the administration building. She left Jennifer there on another bench and
headed back to the grade school.
After sitting on another
uncomfortable bench for a while, Jennifer was called into an office by Sara
Adams.
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Moments before:
Sara Adams and Mary Martin
sipped their coffee and watched Amanda Barham walking the little girl across
from the grade school to the administration offices.
Sara looked at Mary and
smiled. “She looks like any other grade
school student. In fact, if I didn’t
know better, I would have thought she was in a lower grade than seventh. She just doesn’t have the look.”
Mary looked at her with pleading
eyes and sarcastically asked, “Won’t you please educate my wayward daughter
in-law in your wonderful catholic school?
I don’t care if we have to start all over again.” Mary was snickering a little at the end.
Sara was contemplating. She and Mary had been talking about ways they
could keep Jennifer in the grade school for a while to teach her some important
life lessons.
Sara looked at Mary, “Mrs.
Martin, I am sorry to inform you that our school believes your youngster needs
to be tested to determine the correct class we should place her in. After testing, we will assign her to a
permanent homeroom where we will do our best to eliminate the sharp edges from
your little girl. Leave it all up to
me.”
Sara opened the door and asked
Jennifer to join them in her office.
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Mary Martin was sitting in a
guest chair on the far side of Sara’s desk.
Sara moved behind her desk and instructed, “Jennifer, can you please
stand in front of my desk so we can discuss your situation?”
Jennifer was so excited about
resolving things she failed to notice the dominating position Mrs. Adams took
as Jennifer was placed in the position of the student about to receive
instruction or correction.
Jennifer stood casually and
looked over at Mary. Sara said, “Jenny,
stand up straight. When you are in my
office, I expect a certain amount of respect.
You will stand up straight, and look at me. Mrs. Martin is here because of your
situation. I am here to explain how
things are going to work out. Do you
understand?”
Jennifer answered quickly, “Yes,
mam.”
“Very good,” Sara
continued. “I understand that you have
been placed in a class room with Miss Jefferson. Is that correct?”
“Yes, mam.”
Sara asked, “And you are
wondering what is going on?”
Jennifer answered, “Yes, mam.”
Sara continued, “Let me
explain. As you know this is a new
program. We are trying to work out all
the kinks. First of all, I did not know
that you had little religious instruction prior to joining our school. Obviously, since we are a religious school,
religion is important. While we will not
tell you what to believe, you will need to learn the tenets of our religion and
abide by them while here at the school.
Can you see why that would be important?”
Jennifer thought for a second
and said, “Yes, mam. I can see that
would be important.”
Sara added, “In addition, you
need to understand the full education offered at our school so that you can add
value to the educational process. Since
you never attended any kind of parochial school, we feel that it is important
for you to know everything that happens as a student progresses through the
school.”
Jennifer nodded her
understanding.
Sara said, “So, we will have to
have you spend time in the grade school to learn the ways of the school. It is a necessary step. We probably should not have just dumped you
into a seventh grade class without more discussion. But, they already did that and now we have to
deal with the situation. This afternoon,
you, Mrs. Barham, and I are going to talk about several different educational
concepts and see what your thoughts are on them. Then we will determine a plan for how we can
best get you up to speed on how our school works. How does that sound?”
Jennifer thought that sounded
like she would finally be in the right path.
“That sounds good.”
Sara then added, “Now Jenny, you
are going to spend time in the grade school.
We just have to determine where and what is the best place. You need to understand that this is all part
of the long term goal of getting you a job.
Once we are done training you and you can demonstrate your knowledge, we
will move you along so you can learn more difficult things. Everything in a school builds along the
way. You are taught basic concepts and
then you are taught how to use that information in more advanced
situations. Eventually, we will get you
in a place where you can help teach others."
Jennifer nodded and said,
“Good!” Jennifer was worried about the
roundabout way they were getting there.
But, apparently this was putting her on a path to be able to do the
teaching and that would lead to her fulfilling the employment agency’s
requirements. At this moment, she
understood that her steps were, go to school, perform well, get approved to
teach, teach at the school and then get her release.
“Now Jenny, while you are in the
grade school, if you are observing or participating in a class, you will have
to do the work and demonstrate your knowledge to the class. The teachers will be evaluating you, your
participation, your knowledge, your attitude, and your demeanor. With your experience and previous education,
you should be the shining star in any situation where we put you. That is how you will complete this program
and move on.” Jennifer indicated she
understood and Sara directed her to leave and sit down in the outer office
while she said some final words to Mrs. Martin.
After the door closed, Sara
turned to Mary. “I guess we will test
her and see what grade the grade school thinks she should actually be in. Then I’ll try to push this as part of the
program. If she doesn’t take the tests
seriously, she could be put back. We’ll
see.”
Sara gave Mary Jennifer’s purse
in a bag. “I think you should probably
keep track of this until little Jenny grows up and needs anything in this big
girl’s purse.” Mary smiled and tucked
the purse under her arm.
Sara took the child’s backpack
and gave it to Jennifer before telling her to follow her.
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Mary Martin left the school and
Sara escorted Jenny back to the grade school.
Sara, Amanda Barham and Jennifer
entered a small office and Jennifer was told to sit down at a desk. Jennifer was given a notebook and a couple of
number 2 pencils. Amanda then began
asking questions. The questions jumped
from subject to subject and covered basic math, history, English, religion, and
geography. The questions varied from low
level to things expected of higher grades.
Near the end, Jennifer was told
to write out several paragraphs as answers to artistic questions and she was
told to write examples of word problems to frame certain math examples. The purpose was to test the student’s
understanding of the concepts and to create working examples of the student's
writing.
As the school day came to a
close, Jennifer was told to return to Miss Jefferson’s room to get her things
and head for the school bus. Jennifer
collected her books and placed them in the child’s school backpack.
Amanda and Sara began the
evaluation of the test results.
Sara called Mary Martin later
that evening.
“Mary,” Sara started, “I have
bad news.”
Mary was suddenly worried,
“What’s the matter?”
Sara paused, “Jenny’s scores
were pretty surprising.”
Mary asked, “Did she do better
than we expected on the tests?”
Sara clucked, “Much better. She actually scored very well on her math
scores. It suggested she was very
advanced in math.”
Mary was worried this would
destroy their plans.
Sara continued, “On religion,
she comes out at barely a second grade level.
She doesn’t even seem to understand basic concepts of theology unrelated
to any specific religion. And, it turns
out that Jennifer has some serious problems with geography. Her handwriting looks more like the second
graders. Apparently, her use of
computers has hidden her horrible illegible handwriting. But her writing concepts are more
advanced. History she got some right and
she got some wrong. All in all I was
surprised by her overall performance.”
Mary was getting depressed. “So, I guess I’ll have to find some other
ways to control her. Thanks for trying.”
Sara laughed, “I don’t think you
understand what I was surprised about.”
Mary, “What?”
Sara explained, “Mary, I can’t
believe a person with a college degree from even the worst school in the
country could have performed this poorly on a grade school aptitude test. Since we don’t test for technology, all her
computer skills don’t really get rated. Little
Jenny will be classified as a special student and she will have a different
scheduled than some of the other children in her class. However, given her problems with religion and
penmanship, Amanda and I have decided to change her homeroom. Little Jenny will need to fix her handwriting
and learn about religion. She also needs
some work on geography which is taught in all grades. She will be placed in a homeroom with
students that have similar capabilities to her own. Miss Annie will be her new homeroom teacher
for the second grade. While her math
skills are advanced we want to focus on the areas she needs help. So we will not place her in an advance math
class. Instead she will be the math
teacher’s special helper since she know most of the concepts. This will keep her from using her advanced
math and keep her working on basic math with the rest of her class. Religion will be something we will work
on. If she decides she believes in our
religion, she could go to first communion with her second grade class. I am sorry, but our decision is final. Tomorrow, little Jenny will be reassigned to a
second grade homeroom. I will meet with
her and explain that she needs exposure to all the different grades and it
important to start in the lower grades.
And, of course, everyone starts out in the lower grades before moving up
into higher grades. The other day I gave
her that speech about evaluations and moving up. Of course, that is what school is. If she does well and gets good evaluations,
I’m sure you will be happy to have her move on to more advanced things..” Sara Paused for effect. “..she along with her other classmates will
move on to THIRD GRADE. Mary, you will
remember our evaluation forms from when your son was younger, they are called
semester grades. Little Jenny is so caught
up in the web we are weaving, she does not realize that I used big words to
describe how schools work. At this rate,
she should be able to get that teaching job in about 11 years. That is because she will have to complete all
her studies in the high school after grade school graduation.”
Mary could hear Sara’s smile
through the phone. “Sara, I want to
thank you for trying to do what is best for my little Jenny. I need to run now so I can put her to
bed. School girls need their rest.”
Sara just hoped this didn’t come
back to haunt them later.
Since dinner had finished,
Jennifer had been watching the television in the family room. Mary suggested that Jennifer get ready for
bed since she had an early day again tomorrow.
She reminded her that the last few days had been pretty busy and that
she needed to be fresh to perform well at the school.
When her son got home later that
evening, he was surprised to again find his wife already in bed. His mother explained that Jennifer’s school
had been very trying and that she was worn out.
They talked into the evening about his new job. Paul indicated he needed to get up early for
a meeting at work.
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Mary knocked on the door to get
Jennifer up. Jennifer was surprised to
see that Paul had already left for work.
She showered and donned a pair of the childish underwear and
camisole. Then she put on her school
uniform and matching hairband. As she
finished the breakfast Mary had prepared, she looked at the clock and saw that
the bus was coming soon.
As Jennifer stood up, Mary said,
“Jenny, I put your school book bag at the back door. Don’t forget it.”
Jennifer picked up the book bag
and slipped her arms into the straps.
Mary walked with her out to the bus stop. Mary leaned down to talk to Jennifer before
the bus pulled up. “Jenny, I don’t know what
Mrs. Adams plans are. But, I am sure she
will get you out of that seventh grade class today. Just remember the school has a plan and they
are in charge. You need to do what you
are told and this will all work out.
Promise me you will do that.”
Jennifer only caught the part
about probably getting out of the seventh grade class and smiled. “I promise.
I will do what they tell me to do.”
Mary watched her get on the bus
and turned to return home.
At home, Mary decided it was
time for Jenny’s world at home to evolve to be consistent with her school
world. Jenny needed to have a simple
home life consistent with that of a young catholic school girl. Mary approached Jenny’s room.
Jennifer and Paul had brought
limited clothing with them since they did not want to overwhelm Mary in her
home. Mary had insisted that Jennifer
leave her professional clothing in storage.
Jennifer only brought casual clothing.
However, Mary had already seen a few items which she did not approve of
in Jennifer’s wardrobe.
Mary decided that little girls
needed school clothes, play clothes, one or two nice outfits and
underwear. Anything else was a waste of
space. Therefore, she swept through
Jennifer’s possessions like a whirlwind.
Mary removed any adult dressy
outer clothing. That included a couple
of dresses, some blouses, skirts and a pair of dressy pants. She removed all of Jennifer’s shoes except
for a pair of tennis shoes. Jenny had
her good shoes for school and her tennis shoes for playing. She also left a pair of flip flops. Jennifer had her school uniforms, some jeans
and a couple of tank tops and t-shirts.
Everything was totally age generic.
She removed any underwear which
was not consistent with a young grade school girl. That meant she collected all bras, panties,
camisoles, slips, nylons, and trouser socks.
All make-up was packed up. Mary
left some combs and brushes for Jenny to fix her hair. Mary left a few pair of cotton socks and some
half socks for wearing with her tennis shoes.
Jenny had brought a laptop. But, Mary put that away along with all of
Jennifer’s ID, her purse, phone and wallet.
Second grade students do not need to communicate with the outside
world.
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Jennifer arrived on the school
bus and was herded to Miss Jefferson’s class.
After the initial class morning tasks, Jenny was told to take her things
and go to the office.
Jenny was all smiles. She grabbed her hall pass and almost strutted
to the administration office.
Mrs. Barham smiled when Jenny
came in. “Jenny, can you please give me
your student ID?”
Jenny smiled. “Yes, Mam.” Jennifer unclipped the card and handed it to
Mrs. Barham.
Mrs. Barham told Jenny, “Jenny,
Mrs. Adams and I have evaluated everything and we need to change your class
assignments. It’s early in the school
year so this should not be a big deal.”
Jenny continued to smile,
finally they had everything straightened out.
Mrs. Barham continued, “Now,
Jenny, you need some serious help in understanding your religion studies. And we are going to address that. In addition, we are assigning you to a
special writing class. Do you
understand?”
Jennifer heard her fine. “She knew she needed to learn about the
religion stuff. And hey, if they want to
put her in creative writing or somewhere she can show off her writing ability,
that’s great.”
Mrs. Barham had a new id card in
her hand. “Jenny, we are going to move
you to a new homeroom. I have talked to
Mrs. Adams and she says you are a special student. Now that means that you will have special
classes and we will determine your situation and adjust your classes based on
your performance. We are confident you
can succeed and we are here to help.
Since your first class of the day will be writing with Miss Annie, we
are going to place you in her homeroom for convenience.”
Jenny didn’t know any of the
teachers so names meant nothing.
Mrs. Barham had a schedule which
indicated classroom numbers and times of day.
Mrs. Barham escorted Jenny to
her new classroom and handed her off to Miss Annie.
Arriving in room 102, Jenny got
another shock. A teacher looked up at
her and smiled. “You must be Jenny. Welcome.
I understand you’ll be joining our class. My name is Miss Annie. Please sit at the table on the right. You can introduce yourself to the other kids
at your table.”
The kids were little kids. This seemed wrong. “Miss Annie, is this where I’m supposed to
be?”
Miss Annie patted her on the
head and said, “Yes dear. This is
writing class and you have been assigned to my class. I’ll have you writing like a champ in not
time.”
Miss Annie handed out lined
paper to everyone. It had one inch
spacing between the solid lines and a dotted line separating the two solid
lines. She then gave everyone a pencil
out of a cup.
Miss Annie went to her chalk
board. There were similar straight lines
and dotted lines on the board. She took
some chalk and wrote in cursive “a
b c d e f g”. She turned to the
class and said, “Everyone please write these letters on the first line of your
paper. These are all small letters and
you should write them as I have done on the board. Use your lines. There are five sets of lines on your paper
and I expect you to write your letters five separate times.”
Jennifer started to ask a
question and she was cut off by Miss Annie.
“Raise your hand if you have a question, Jenny.”
Jennifer raised her hand.
Miss Annie paused before calling
on Jennifer, “Yes Jenny.”
“Miss Annie, I think there has
been some misunderstanding. I don’t
think I should be in this class.”
Jennifer sounded petulant.
Miss Annie tried to calm her
down, “Now, now, little Jenny, I spoke to the administration personally before
you were assigned to my class. I have
read some of your handwritten examples and they are unacceptable for a young
lady. You were assigned to this class to
learn how to write in a legible manner.
That is what we focus on in our class.
Now, you don’t want to get behind.
I suggest you start practicing your letters. No more chattering.”
Jennifer was insulted and felt
belittled. How dare this woman talk to
her this way? She needed to talk to mom
and Mrs. Adams. Something was wrong.
Jennifer huffed and puffed. But, she finally started writing the first
seven letters of the alphabet in small letters on her page. She did it quickly, filled in all the lines
and then sat back.
Miss Annie was walking behind
each of the children and correcting them on their letters. Telling them to stay between the lines and
advising them on the shape of their letters.
Eventually, Miss Annie showed up to look over Jenny’s shoulders. She shook her head.
Miss Annie proceeded to decimate
Jennifer’s letters. According to Miss
Annie, Jenny had done all of the letters wrong.
Miss Annie gave Jenny a new piece of paper.
Miss Annie shook her head and
instructed, “Jenny, you need to go slowly.
Do each letter as if it is a special project. You should be able to feel your pencil
flowing on the paper. Good handwriting
can be beautiful. Now try again. But do it slowly. I’ll watch you for the first few letters.”
Jenny started writing the
letters and she got to the ‘C’ before Miss Annie interrupted. “Jenny, slow down. Slide over here next to Patty. Patty, show Jenny how you write your a, b, and
c. Now pay attention Jenny. Patty has been making some real progress.”
Jenny was being told to watch
her table mate Patty. Apparently, Patty
was a successful printer of her cursive letters. Jenny could not believe she was being told to
get help from this little girl. How old
was she anyway?
Jenny tried to watch the girl
writing her letters. Jenny’s assignment
had now been reduced to only three letters not the first seven. And yet, she seemed to be failing. Jenny was having a hard time maintaining her
composure and her confidence. Miss Annie
was trying to tell her that this little girl had better handwriting than she
did.
Jenny tried to mimic the little
girl’s method for writing the small flowing ‘a’. She found herself actually having trouble keeping
her circle under the dotted line. After
four or five tries on the ‘a’, Miss Annie indicated she was making progress and
suggested Patty continue helping her.
Patty and Jenny continued to
work together and Jenny slowed down her writing. She took her time trying to form the letters
and by the end of class, Jenny and Patty were happy to have worked on all seven
of the first letters in the alphabet. As
Miss Annie was wrapping up class, Jenny was slightly bothered that she had
momentarily felt successful and almost happy with her performance at writing
the first seven letters of the alphabet.
Jenny heard Miss Annie tell them that as soon as they mastered all the
letters, they would start connecting them together to make whole words. Jenny felt the situation was ridiculous.
Miss Annie announced, “Now
children, we will have a quick bathroom break before our next lesson. Everyone line up behind our line leader. Jenny, you will be in line behind Patty.”
Miss Annie led the line to the
hall outside the girls and boys rooms.
Everyone was told to sit on the floor and three children were allowed in
each of the bathrooms at a time. Jenny
realized these kids were younger than her other classroom. But, she still did not realize what age they
were. Jennifer felt this was a rather
juvenile way to handle things. She
initially went into the bathroom and got into a stall. As she sat down to go to the bathroom, it was
clear there would be no delaying or wasting time.
But as she sat there and did her
business, Jenny glanced down at her ID card.
Suddenly, she felt all the air go out of her and she had to clamp her
hand over her mouth. She found herself
crying quietly. Her ID card said, Jenny
Martin, Miss Annie, second grade.
Jennifer wanted to hyperventilate. Suddenly there was a knock at the door. It was the teacher.
“Jenny,” Miss Annie said, “Are
you Okay? One of the girls heard you
crying.”
Jennifer tried to take a
breath. She barely croaked, “I’m
Okay. Please give me a minute.”
Miss Annie was aware that new
students often had problems. First days
were always hard. But, you can’t let
them stew. “Jenny, you are holding up
your class mates. I can give you a
minute. But you need to pull yourself
together so we can get back to class.”
A moment later, Jennifer
begrudgingly left the restroom and rejoined her line. She now understood why they were in a line
and the attitude seemed more juvenile.
She understood why the material seemed a little easier. How was she going to get this fixed?
Miss Annie proceeded to the
religion class. Jenny tried to pay
better attention in class. The teacher
gave her a page of assignments after each lesson so she could supposedly catch
up. Then they broke for lunch. Jenny had little appetite. Other girls sat around her and kept up a
chatter. Jenny was trying to figure out
how her life had spun out of control.
After lunch, the class was going
to work on math. The math teacher
introduced herself and pulled Jenny aside.
“Jenny, I have been told that you are pretty good at math. And I was also told that you may want to be a
teacher. So, you are going to be my
special helper and teacher’s assistant in math.
This way you will learn all about being a teacher. Won’t this be fun?”
Jenny wasn’t so sure if it would
be fun. But, she thought practicing
being a teacher sounded more in line with her goals around here. She told the teacher, “Yes that sounds good. Just let me know what you need done.”
The teacher thought that sounded
so cute.
Jenny was assigned to help some
of the kids who were having problems with math.
She shared their table and tried to show them how to do things without
giving them the answers.
Then Jenny and her class moved
on to Geography. Jenny returned to her
homeroom after geography and she and the rest of her class went out for
recess. At recess, lots of the girls
introduced themselves and they tried to get Jenny to run around with them. This class was a lot more active than her
seventh grade class had been. After
recess, the teacher stopped the class outside the bathrooms and again metered
the kids into the bathroom.
After Jenny and her classmates
returned to class, Miss Annie handed out a snack to the children. After snack time, Miss Annie began talking
about history. Jenny finished her day
with Miss Annie. Jenny and her
classmates went hand in hand to the playground where everyone then boarded
their buses.
A couple of Jenny’s old
classmates gave her odd looks as she boarded the bus. Jenny sat alone on the bus and tried to think
about her day so she could work with mom to understand what was happening.
Mary waited for the bus to
arrive.
Jenny got herself all worked up
and really felt a need to explain what had happened at school today. When the bus stopped at her bus-stop, without
thinking, Jenny felt an urge to get to Mary to explain what happened. Jenny quickly jumped from her seat and all
but ran from the bus to the waiting Mary.
Mary had her phone out because
she wanted to get a picture of little Jenny in her uniform. Then she thought it might be fun to video
Jenny getting off the bus. She hit the
video button as the bus came to a stop.
As the door opened, Jenny jumped from the bus and ran to Mary. She started talking a mile a minute before
she even caught up to Mary.
Mary panned away from Jenny for
a second and realized that all the smaller children were behaving in a similar
way. They couldn’t wait to report on the
day’s activities.
Mary took Jenny’s hand and they
walked home. Mary continued to record,
but most of the video was of their walk home.
The audio however, was great.
Jenny reported that they moved
her homeroom. At first she thought this
was great. However, then she found out
she was in a second grade class instead of seventh grade. She reported on crying in the bathroom and
Mary comforted her. Then she reported on
her after lunch class. Jenny was
assigned to a class of younger kids. She
reported that the teacher was named Miss Annie.
While she kind of liked Miss Annie, she talked down to her. In addition, her first class was how to write
and print letters. Clearly, this was
beneath her. She told about her session
with Patty and the later class on religion.
She mentioned that she was apparently helping teach in math.
Mary understood that Jenny was
supposed to practice her writing some more this evening and do some reading for
her other classes. While Jenny reported
on school, Mary prepared a quick snack of fruit and a little cheese. Jenny seemed to take no notice of this but
quickly consumed the food while relating her day’s activities.
Mary moved Jenny, in her uniform
to a table in the family room and helped her pull out the writing paper so she
could do her assignment. Then Mary
stacked up her books for reading.
Jenny seemed disappointed. She wanted Mary to fix this problem.
Mary said, “Jenny, Mrs. Adams
and I talked yesterday both with and without you. She explained that you need to understand the
school, their procedures and you need to show that you have the knowledge they
require for you to participate in their more advanced classes. Mrs. Adams is bending over backwards to get
you into the right sessions. You need to
understand and be able to write the way they want you to write. Not the way you think is OK. You have no knowledge of religion. So, they obviously have to put you in a lower
level course. Maybe Mrs. Adams felt that
you would learn more in this new homeroom.
You have to trust that these school administrators know what they are
doing. You have to accept that they are
helping you. She is putting together a
plan so that when you are done, you can get a job teaching. Then you can complete your year of obligation
and determine if this is the career you want or if you need to try something
else. Now we have spent too long
talking. It is time to get your work
done.”
Mary was surprised when she
realized that the paper Jenny was using was similar to that used by kindergartners
and early grade schoolers. Jenny looked
just like any other second grade student she had ever seen.
Mary and Jenny had dinner and
Jenny still had some more reading to complete.
Mary received a call after
dinner from one of the mother’s at Jenny’s school. The woman introduced herself as Erin
Reardon. Erin explained that Jenny was
apparently in her daughter Patty’s second grade class and that they had been
teamed up in writing class. Patty was
very excited about her new friend and wanted to invite her to her birthday
party which was this coming Saturday.
Erin explained that all the girls would dress up in party dresses to
match their American Girl Dolls. They
were going to have a tea party and play.
Erin assumed that Jenny had an American Girl doll since all the other
second graders did too. Mary assured her
that Jenny would be there with her doll for the party. Mary asked what kind of gifts Patty might
like and finalized plans for the party.
Mary got off the phone and
thought. She realized that this girl who
liked Jenny was in her handwriting class which apparently was full of second
graders. Jenny was going to need an
American Girl Doll and a matching party dress.
Mary was surprised that she found this exciting. She was looking forward to showing off her
little girl. Of course, Jenny was small
physically, while she was not really a little girl. But, that didn’t really bother Mary that
much.
Mary didn’t want to get Jenny
too excited this evening so she decided to tell Jenny about the party in the
morning.
Mary checked on Jenny and she
was finishing her reading assignments.
Mary suggested that Jenny take a quick bath before getting ready for
bed. Jenny thought that sounded relaxing
and made her way to the bath.
Mary retrieved Jenny’s uniform
and underwear while she bathed and laid out clean school underwear and a long
sleep shirt. Jenny was so mentally worn
out after her day and the bath that she pulled on the clothing without thinking
and slid into bed. Paul was far from
Jenny’s mind as she drifted off to sleep.
Paul came home from work late
and had big news. The company was
sending him out of town on a training program.
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The next day, Thursday, while
Jenny was at school, Mary went shopping.
Her first stop was the American Girl store. The dolls were expensive, but Jenny was worth
it. Mary found an American Girl doll in
the Truly Me collection which looked similar to little Jenny. The doll’s light skin, dark hair and green
eyes were very similar to Jenny’s authentic look.
As she was shopping for the
doll, Mary looked over the accessories and found a new dress for Jenny’s new
doll called the Pretty Pink Outfit. The
great thing about this dress was that the store sold a matching girl’s dress so
that both the doll and Jenny could wear the identical outfit.
Mary purchased an additional
dress as a birthday gift for Jenny’s friend Patty’s doll.
After her purchases, Mary simply
acquired some pink plastic sandals that matched the doll’s shoes. Then she dropped into a kiosk and got a
bracelet to match the doll’s pink bracelet.
Anyone seeing Jenny in this outfit would see nothing other than a little
girl. The question is will Jenny be
anything other than a little girl. Mary
could not wait for the party so that she could find out.
In writing class, Jenny wasn’t
sure if she should be excited to move on to the next group of letters “h i j k l m”. Jenny and Patty were again working together.
Patty was excited to tell Jenny that her mom had called and invited her to her
birthday party. Before Jenny could
respond to this, Patty informed her that “her mom” had said she could
come. Patty squealed and bundled Jenny
into a bear hug while telling her how excited she was.
Jenny tried to write her letters
slower and Miss Annie seemed more satisfied than yesterday. At the end of class, Miss Annie had everyone
try to write all of the first 13 letters.
She did not give them a lot of time and even Jenny let some of her old
habits come back.
Miss Annie told everyone to
practice at home tonight.
Miss Annie ran the children through
their religion class and at the end of the day guided her charges towards the
busses.
Coming off the bus, Jenny was
still not happy. She needed to get home
so she and mom could talk about this party.
Mary met her little girl and
they walked home. Clearly Jenny had
something on her mind. Mary had her sit
at the kitchen table and wait while she prepared a snack. Mary wanted to instill procedure and dictated
activities into her evolving little girl’s life. These kinds of behavior control make managing
children easier and Mary wanted Jenny to be managed and dealt with like a
child.
When she had the snack prepared,
she sat down across from Jenny and asked her what she wanted to talk
about.
Jenny reported on what Patty had
said. “Did you tell her I would go to
Patty’s birthday party?”
Mary smiled and said, “Of
course, I did. You are going to have a
great time.”
Jenny was beside herself. “Why would you tell her that?”
Mary answered, “Because you are
in school and in class with these people.
Mrs. Adams said you needed to understand them and the environment. You need to bond with the students in your
classes. You don’t know any of these
people. Patty’s mother went out of her
way to add you to a party which she is having the day after tomorrow. This was very gracious. You will go and you will behave and have a
good time. I already got you a gift and
this is a great opportunity for you to learn more about your classmates. Now eat your snack and let’s get to our
work.”
Jenny whined, “Mom, I don’t want
to go to a party. I just want to rest
around the house. I am sick and tired of
hanging around with all these kids all day.”
Mary got serious, “Being a
teacher involves hanging around with kids all day.”
Jenny continued her whine, “It’s
not the same. I will be happy to be a
teacher. But, I have to talk to these
kids all day and I have trouble because my interests are more advanced than
theirs.”
Mary responded, “When you have a
job or a change in environment, it is your responsibility to adapt and work to
fit into the situation. You are going to
attend this school for the foreseeable future and we should figure out ways in
which you can adjust some of your interests so that you fit in with your
classmates and can feel more comfortable talking to them.”
Jenny was worried, “I’m not sure
I want to share their interests. It
feels kind of juvenile.”
Mary reminded her, “If you
hadn’t put yourself in this situation, then these changes would not be
necessary. This is your fault. You need to adjust and fit in. You are going to the party and you will have
a good time. I’ll be there the whole
time. Patty’s mom invited me to stay. Parents often stay at parties for younger
kids.”
Great thought Jenny. Now, I need mom to hang around with me at a
party.
Jenny asked, “What about
Paul? I wanted to spend some time with
him.”
Mary looked at Jenny. “Honey, Paul is going to tell you when he
gets home. But he will be out of town
this weekend. He has to go out of town tomorrow
for training. We’re going to have a nice
dinner tonight and that way Paul can pack for his trip. I’m sorry I had to be the one to break the
news to you.”
Jenny couldn’t believe
this. Paul was going to leave town. She would be stuck here alone. Trapped in her school girl world with her
mother-in-law. She felt a sense of
abandonment. She found tears coming down
her cheeks. Suddenly, Mary bundled her
into her arms and held her in a tight hug.
Jenny was crying. She couldn’t put her feelings into
words. She just let it out. Mary rubbed her back and comforted her.
As Jenny regained control, Mary
suggested she go to the bathroom and splash water on her face. Then she needed to get her school work done
so she could spend time with Paul tonight.
Without realizing it, Jenny ran
to the bathroom so she could clean up her face and she rushed back. She quickly opened her bag and dove into her
work. As she did this, Mary watched with
satisfaction. Jenny was hurrying around
like any school girl wanting to get her homework done so she could spend time
with Paul before his trip. Mary was
quite satisfied with how things were evolving.
Paul got off work early so he
could prepare for his trip. He arrived
home as Jenny was finishing her homework.
Without thinking, Jenny jumped up from the table in her little girl’s
school uniform and ran to Paul. She
threw her arms around him and kissed his cheek and hugged him. Paul smiled and hugged her back. He had to admit that seeing a school girl
running towards him put him a little off.
But when he remembered it was his Jennifer, he hugged her.
Jenny whined, “I didn’t know you
were leaving.”
Paul was caught off guard, “I
just found out. I told mom late last
night. It’s a great opportunity for
me. I’m sorry I couldn’t tell you myself.” Paul was taken off balance because Jennifer
had never given him the impression she would feel bad if he left for a few
days. In fact, he had assumed it would
make no difference to her. He smiled as
he realized that she wanted him around and felt bad that he was going to be
gone.
Paul continued, “It’s Ok. I’ll be back once the training is done. But I have to fly out tomorrow morning. What have you been doing this afternoon?”
Before she realized how childish
it sounded, Jenny responded by detailing all of her individual homework
assignments and how she had hurried to get everything done so they could spend
time together and have a nice dinner.
Paul could never have imagined his wife in her previous job acting in
this way. It was almost juvenile. The idea that she was reporting on practicing
her letters and studying geography seemed incredible. He shook his head and told her that was
wonderful.
The two of them moved into the
family room to watch TV while waiting for dinner. Mary got dinner on the table and called Jenny
to set the table.
Mary sat across from Paul in his
business suit and Jennifer sat between them on the side of the table in her
plaid school girl uniform. Jennifer
seemed totally unaware of how childish she looked. She seemed unaware of the clear separation
between herself and the adults.
After dinner, Mary told Jenny to
clear the table and do the dishes while she made sure Paul had everything he
needed for his trip. Paul watched Jenny
move to clear the table and went to his room to pack. Mary went to the laundry and carried up
Paul’s clothes to his room.
Paul had the majority of his
clothes packed by the time Jenny finished cleaning up the dishes. He went down to the TV room and sat on the
couch. Paul was going through notes from
his briefcase and watching the TV. Jenny
sat down next to him and just wanted to be near him. Paul kept reading and Jenny got into the
program on TV.
Mary indicated it was getting
late and everyone had an early day tomorrow.
She suggested that Jenny should get her bath done so Paul could then get
himself cleaned up before bed. Jenny
complained for a minute and then hopped up and went to take her evening
bath.
Mary came in to the bathroom
without knocking and grabbed Jenny’s clothes continuing to make clear that in
her mind Jenny had no right to privacy.
She told Jenny she had bought a night shirt at the mall earlier today
and would lay it out. She laid out a
pair of the juvenile panties and the nightshirt she had acquired while at the
mall. The shirt was pink and had
butterflies and a teddy bear on it. It
was from the American Girl collection.
Mary was confident it would look perfect on her little grade schooler.
Jenny combed her hair and donned
her underwear and the new night shirt.
She thought it looked a little juvenile.
But the butterflies were not age related. She exited the bathroom as Paul went in.
Jenny combed her hair and
climbed into bed. She turned off the
ceiling light and left the night table light on. She hoped that she and Paul might have an
intimate moment this evening. It seemed
like lately they were ships passing in the night.
Paul was taking a shower. He was very concerned over how young his wife
was looking in her clothing and now her night wear. In fact, it scared him and did not turn him
on. Paul found himself stretching his
shower out. He took his time after his
shower and spent a lot of time. He put
on his pajamas.
Jenny had been going to bed
early every night and whether she wanted to admit it or not, this school
adventure was draining on her mind. She
was lying in bed waiting for Paul. As
time went on she adjusted her position to get more comfortable. Eventually the week caught up with her and
Jenny drifted off into a well-earned sleep.
By the time Paul came out, Jenny
was sleeping quietly. As he climbed in
bed, he looked at his wife. Her night shirt had pulled up and he could see her
childish underwear. In the back of his
mind he knew it was his wife. But he
felt like he was climbing in bed with a child.
It felt creepy. He lay in bed for
10 minutes and felt himself edging towards the side of the bed away from
Jennifer.
Finally, he decided he was never
going to get any sleep. He grabbed a
robe and quietly left the room. He found
his mother reading in the family room.
She looked up at him with a questioning look. Paul plopped down in a chair shaking his
head.
“Mom,” Paul began, “I think I’m
going nuts. I was in bed and I looked
over at Jennifer and I know who she is.
But, the way she is acting and the way she is dressed. I felt like I was climbing in bed with a
child. I know who she is. But I just can’t share a bed with her
tonight.”
Mary was secretly thrilled. “Paul, you know there is a bed in my
workroom. I made it up before you guys
moved back in. Why don’t you sleep
there?”
Paul agreed, “That way at least
I can get some sleep. I’m sure I’ll get
over this by the time I get back.”
Mary nodded, “If you still need
the other room when you get back, it will still be there. Jenny can use the room she is in. I’ll move your things into the other room
after you leave and she can have a little extra room while you are gone.”
Paul thanked his mom, “Thanks
for all your help, mom. I have a big day
tomorrow. I’m going to head off to bed.”
Mary was thrilled. She could now separate the two. This will allow her to customize Jenny’s room
in a more age appropriate manner. Jenny
was going to school the majority of her day with 7 and 8 year olds. Mary was confident Jenny’s room could be
customized pretty easily.
Mary spent the rest of the night
making plans for her little girl.
Chapter 26
Friday morning, Jenny was
awakened and started getting ready for school.
Mom told her Paul was already up and he would say goodbye to her at
breakfast. Jenny got her uniform on and
brushed her hair. She pulled her
hairband on then she tied her shoes. She
bounded down the stairs to find Paul.
Paul was in the kitchen drinking
his coffee and talking to his mother. He
was wearing his suit and he looked great.
Jenny ran right to Paul. Paul took
a step back. Jenny ran right up and
kissed him good morning. “Good Morning”,
she said. I’m sorry I fell asleep
before you got out of the shower. I
guess I was more tired than I realized.”
Paul stepped back indicating his
hot coffee. “Yeah, sorry I took so
long.”
Mary directed Jenny, “Jenny, sit
down and eat your breakfast. The school
bus will be here soon.”
Paul had been missing this
morning ritual. It was very disorienting
for him. It was like the twilight
zone. Reality seemed to be on holiday. His wife was a grade schooler and he was an
adult. He felt he needed to get out of
there.
Jenny quickly finished her
breakfast. Jenny gave Paul another kiss
and wished him luck on his trip. Paul’s
mom handed her a child’s book bag and escorted her out of the house and to the
bus stop. Paul just stood there. Then he grabbed his bags and headed out to
the car. As he was driving to the airport,
Paul realized he did not tell Jennifer how long he would be gone. Oh well, he thought, I’ll call and tell her
or mom.
Jenny meanwhile was arriving at
school for her third day in her new demoted classrooms. Patty greeted Jenny with excitement and told
her how they would all be playing with their little friends. Jenny had trouble following the activities
she described. Then Miss Annie announced
that today they would be working on the letters “n
o p q r s”.
The girls worked on their
letters together. Miss Annie provided
direction to all her children including Jennifer. By the end of class, Miss Annie felt they
were all making progress. Later, Miss
Annie wished everyone a good weekend and escorted them to the buses. Patty said she would see Jenny tomorrow and
the two parted.
Jenny was just happy to be done
with the week. Jenny got home and Mary
fixed her a snack. Like other days,
Jenny didn’t rush to change clothes and simply sat down and talked with Mary
about her day. Mary told her she wanted
Jenny to practice her letters tonight while they were all fresh in her
mind. Jenny thought it was a waste of time. But, it was part of the routine and so she
decided to get it over with.
Jenny and Mary ate dinner and
after Jenny cleaned up the dishes, the two of them watched an old movie on
TV. Jenny mentioned that she was going
to miss Paul. Mary said she understood
and explained that Jenny would get through it better if she stayed with her
routine and Paul would be back before she knew it.
Jenny headed up to get ready for
bed. She donned clean underwear and her
nightshirt. Soon she was in bed looking
at a book Mom gave her with pictures of places they were studying in geography.
Jenny got to sleep in the next
morning. Mary woke Jenny up and told her
to hop in the bath. Mary gathered the
clothing for Jenny. When Jenny climbed
out of the bath, Mary helped dry her off and sat her down in front of the
mirror so she could comb and dry her hair.
Mary used a dryer and a brush to finish Jenny’s hair and she placed a
pink ribbon as a hair band holding her hair back. She topped the ribbon with a bow on top of
her head.
Jenny thought it looked a little
strange. Mary told her to just go with
her.
Jenny donned a clean pair of
underwear and a child’s camisole. Mary
pulled out some pink socks for Jenny and helped her put them on her feet. Jenny was a little uncomfortable because she
did not usually let people help her dress.
There was something strange clearly in the air.
Mary then explained to Jenny
that the girls were all supposed to bring one of their dolls with them to the
party. Jenny was uncomfortable. She said, “I don’t have a doll.”
Mary responded, “Well I thought
that might be a problem. So, I got you a
doll.”
Jenny looked at her. “You got me a doll?”
Mary said, “I didn’t want you to
feel out of place. I’m trying to
help. Patty’s mother told me that
several of the girls have these American Girl dolls. So, I went to the mall and got you one that
looks just like you. Apparently that is
what people do.”
Jenny was surprised, “You found
a doll that looks like me and bought it so I could take it to the party?”
Mary said, “Yes.”
Jenny thought for a moment. “That is really thoughtful, I guess. Can I see the doll?”
Mary reached over to the bed and
pulled the covers back to expose the doll.
Jenny was stunned that the doll
did seem to have a lot of similarities to her own look.
Mary then pulled out the pink
dress for the doll.
Jenny asked, “Why do we need
another dress?”
Mary explained, “Girls like to
have multiple outfits so they can change the clothes of the dolls for different
days or occasions. But this new dress
has another purpose. Patty’s mom told me
that one of the things that girls with the American Girl dolls can do is dress
in similar outfits. In fact Patty and
her doll will be wearing matching outfits.”
Jenny was astounded, “Patty and
her doll will be wearing similar outfits?”
Mary explained, “No honey, Patty
and her doll will be wearing the same dress.
American Girl sells matching dresses so girls can have the same dress as
their doll.”
Jenny said, “That is pretty out
there. You have to be committed.”
Mary said, “Well I was
worried. I didn’t want you to feel out
of place. And you don’t have any outfits
that would look right at this kind of party.
When I bought the doll, I knew you needed an outfit. So, I bought you and your doll matching
outfits from the store. I wanted to make
sure you fit in at the party.”
Jenny was not sure what to think
about this revelation. She was going to
wear a matching dress along with her new doll.
Weird. She understood the
desire. But it was still weird.
Mary then jumped in and told
Jenny they were running out of time.
Mary pulled out the dress and slipped it over Jenny’s head. While Jenny was trying to look down at
herself, Mary sat her in a chair and slipped the pink sandals on her feet. She then handed the doll to Jenny and told
her to get the dress off and redress the doll in the new outfit. As Jenny finished fluffing the dress of her
new doll, Mary took Jenny’s hand and slipped the matching pink bracelet on her
wrist.
Jenny carried her doll carefully
out to the car. She held the doll close
as she and Mary drove to the party. Mary
handed Jenny a wrapped present to carry along with her doll as they approached
the door.
Mary stood a bit in front of
Jenny. Jenny was still a bit reluctant
to go to the party and as they had approached the house, Mary wondered if Jenny
might have a panic attack. A woman
answered the door and welcomed them into the house. Mary ushered Jenny in front of her and they
made their way down the entrance hall into the family room area.
As they came into the family
area, Patty came running over squealing and hugged Jenny. Jenny was trying not to lose control. She handed Patty the present and said, “Happy
Birthday.”
Mary made her way to the kitchen
area and introduced herself. Patty’s mom
rushed over to welcome her. “Hi, I’m Erin,
Erin McLaughlin. Welcome to our
home. Which one is yours?”
Mary introduced herself, “I’m
Mary Martin. I brought Jenny
Martin. That’s her over there.” Mary pointed at Jenny who was talking to
Patty and one of the other girls.
Erin stood there open mouthed
staring at Jenny.
Mary asked, “Erin, is something
wrong?”
Erin suddenly realized someone
was talking to her. “Pardon me?”
Mary repeated herself, “I asked
if something was wrong.”
Erin gave an uncomfortable
giggle, “It is going to sound crazy. I
used to work at this dot com company as a secretary and I had this tyrant of a
boss. Her name was Jennifer Martin. I think I was just stunned when you told me
that was your daughter’s name. And
what’s worse is your daughter looks like a younger version of her. My god that woman was an ungrateful manager
with absolutely no people skills. I..I
just need a few moments.”
Erin walked away to gather
herself. Mary looked over at little
Jenny and started giggling to herself.
This situation was too good to be true.
Jenny was going to get her comeuppance.
That was assured now.
Mary got her phone out and set
it up to do some video. She wanted to
make sure to capture the moment when Jenny realized that the mother of her
second grade friend used to work for her.
Jenny and several other girls
were introducing their dolls to each other.
Jenny had been momentarily stumped when they asked what her friend’s
name was. Jenny immediately thought of
Paul. Then they clarified they wanted to
know her doll’s name. However, still
thinking of Paul she recovered and told them the doll’s name was Polly. Soon the girls were sitting around the floor
having a little tea party and they and their dolls were all talking. Everyone was impressed that Patty and Jenny
had dresses that matched their dolls.
Jenny was relieved that everyone
thought the childish dress was Ok.
Several parents started gathering the girls around a table to sing Happy
Birthday and have some cake. As everyone
was looking at the table, Jenny and several people were staring at the cake
with its 8 big candles indicating Patty was turning eight years old. But it was as the cake was put down by
Patty’s mom that little Jenny suddenly took an enormous breath and started
coughing and crying. She ran from the
table. Mary got it all on video.
Mary followed Jenny to the
bathroom and followed her in and closed the door. Jenny was hyperventilating. She was trying to tell Mary the problem. Mary quieted her down and hugged her to her
chest. Finally, she got Jenny to whisper
her explanation of the problem. Jenny
explained that the lady holding the cake had worked for her. She couldn’t be seen here like this. It would ruin her.
Mary explained that she had
already pointed Jenny out to Mrs. McLaughlin and she did not think she was the
person she worked for. She told her
about Erin mentioning that she had the same name. But she did not think the little girl at her
party was the woman she worked for. Mary
told her that as long as she maintained her role as a student from Patty’s
school, Erin would never be the wiser.
She finally convinced Jenny that
she had to go back to the party.
Mary explained to the other
mothers that Jenny was just nervous since she didn’t know everyone and she let
the excitement get to her. Jenny for her
part was a nervous wreck for the rest of the afternoon. Eventually, she got into some of the
activities. In general, the girls had a
fun party and soon everyone departed for home.
During the party, Erin mentioned
how much Patty really liked Jenny. Erin and
Mary agreed to set up some play dates so the girls could get together in a less
stressful situation than a party. Erin
told Mary that there are always some kids that have strange reactions to
parties and large groups of kids.
Mary told Jenny that they needed
to take care of her party dress and change clothes. Jenny was getting so used to Mary telling her
what to wear that she just went along with it.
Mary pulled out a pair of pink cotton shorts and a simple pink
t-shirt.
Jenny changed and Mary hung up
the dress in her closet. Jenny was
dressed before she wondered to herself where the t-shirt had come from. Mary explained that she found it in some
things she had around the house and figured it would fit Jenny. And, Mary pointed out, she was right. It did not occur to Jenny to ask why a mother
of a single boy would have had old girls clothes lying around the house. It also did not occur to her to look and see
that the clothes were virtually new.
Mary observed that Jenny without
make-up and wearing simple tennis shoes, could have been any little girl in
town casually hanging around the house.
Jenny was just happy to be free of the dress and the little girls. She plopped down in front of the TV and they
watched some discovery channel shows.
Mary always liked the educational shows and Jenny just wanted to check
out and not think.
Mary and Jenny had a nice dinner
and watched a Disney cartoon movie that Mary said she wanted to see. She really just wanted to keep Jenny away
from any adult TV. They had popcorn and
then they both went to bed. Jenny
protested when Mary put Polly in bed with her.
But, when Mary stuck her head in a little later, Jenny was sound asleep
cuddling Polly.
While Mary realized that Jenny
was presently the tallest second grader at the school, but not by much. It was surprising to see that at the party
she had not looked out of place.
Chapter 27
On Sunday morning, Mary had
breakfast going and she had again let Jenny sleep in. She woke Jenny up and suggested that after she
put on her robe and combed her hair, that she should probably run a brush
through Polly’s hair before the two of them came down for breakfast. Jenny just snorted and headed for the
bathroom.
Therefore, Mary was surprised
when Jenny wandered into the kitchen with Polly in her arms. Mary pandered to the doll and made a constant
fuss which Jenny thought was silly. They
both got caught up in it and soon they were having conversations which included
the doll while they ate breakfast and cleaned up the dishes.
Mary informed Jenny that they
needed to do some chores around the house on Sunday and that Jenny needed to
finish some reading from last week.
Jenny complained that she wanted to just vegetate and forget about the
school. Mary would have none of that. Mary escorted Jenny to her room and pulling
clean underwear and camisole from her dresser, she instructed Jenny to begin
getting dressed. Jenny reluctantly
removed her nightshirt and underwear before putting on the clothing Mary
selected. Within moments, Jenny was
wearing a childish purple t-shirt and yellow cotton shorts with Barney the purple
dragon on them. Jenny’s hair was pulled
into a pony tail high on her head secured with a purple scrunchy. Mary had seen similar outfits on 3 year olds
who were still wearing diapers. Of
course, Jenny’s shorts were not bulging around bulky diapers, but Jenny looked
totally juvenile. There was nothing
about her that said anything other than little kid.
They did laundry and changed all
the beds. Jenny got to vacuum and clean
some windows. Aside from a lunch break,
they worked into the afternoon. After a
snack, Jenny sat down to do her reading while Mary folded and put away clean
clothes. Mary wanted to avoid Jenny
reviewing her dresser drawers and closet for the time being.
After dinner Mary and Jenny
talked about some of Jenny’s concerns about school. Jenny pointed out that she was obviously an
adult sitting in a grade school class with little kids. Mary reminded her that part of the reason for
her to be in these classes was to not only learn some material but to
understand the students. Mary suggested
that Jenny needed to try to assimilate with the class. She should try to pretend to become just like
all the other kids in her class. Jenny
asked how she thought she could accomplish that. Mary suggested that Jenny should avoid having
all the answers. Also, Jenny needed to
avoid alienating herself from her other classmates. She needed to figure out what her friends
were interested in and then she and Mary could ensure that Jenny learned as
much as she could on those subjects.
Mary also thought Jenny should try to use simpler language. She said Jenny had a much better vocabulary
than her classmates and they probably didn’t understand some of the bigger
words she might want to use. Mary
suggested that Jenny try to only use words that her friends at school
used. Jenny thought she could do
that. Mary was not convinced. She believed that Jenny would constantly be
pausing to try and figure out what to say instead of it coming naturally. She told Jenny that Jenny should only use
simple words like her classmates all the time, even at home. That way Jenny would not seem unnatural or
slip up. Mary decided to implement an
incentive program to ensure Jenny followed this rule. She would give Jenny demerits for any big
words. She told Jenny she would then
punish her if she received too many demerits.
Jenny was not comfortable with this proposal. But, Mary insisted that it was needed and
walked out of the room like it was a done deal.
Jenny thought they should revisit the subject later or tomorrow.
Mary left the room to avoid
delving into what punishment she planned to use. She went into the kitchen and got some milk
and cookies. She and Jenny had their snack
and Jenny was sent to bed to get ready for her new week at school. While the day had been full of work, Jenny
was happy to have avoided all the little kids for at least one day. She found herself slipping easily to sleep at
her early bed time.
After Jenny had slipped off to
sleep, Mary fixed herself a nightcap and sat in her favorite wingback
chair. She thought back on the last
couple of weeks. She was quite satisfied
with the regression of her daughter in-law from reckless technology
entrepreneur to catholic grade school girl.
While Jenny was unhappy with her placement in a juvenile class where she
spent most of her day with 7 and 8 year olds.
Jenny seemed unaware of the much more subtle changes she had
accepted. Jenny got up early each day
and she quickly fell asleep when put to bed at her early bed time of 7:30 to 8
pm. Jenny had not worn a bra or even
asked about a bra in a couple of weeks.
Instead, Jenny donned her childish panties and matching juvenile
camisoles from the children’s department.
Jenny had accepted that Mary selected her clothing and told her what to
wear.
She had taken Jenny to a
birthday party for a second grader and not one of the women at the party
questioned whether she was anything other than a tall second grader. In fact, it now seemed that one of Jenny’s
school mates was the daughter of a woman Jenny had terrorized at her dot com
company. Mary planned to get Jenny and
Patty’s mom together again soon. She
felt confident any interaction with Patty’s mom would continue to sap away
Jenny’s confidence and solidify her in her juvenile role. A smile came to her face as she remembered
Jenny cuddling with her new American Girl doll.
Mary smirked and laughed to
herself as she considered her latest directions to begin limiting her young
charge’s language to a more juvenile style of speaking. She planned to limit Jenny’s use of large or
complex words. She wanted Jenny to adopt
the speaking habits and the vocabulary of her second grade friends. Since the children at this age were using
phonetics to try and understand words, she thought Jenny needed to spend time
each day learning how to use phonetics instead of the correct spelling for her
words. In this way her writing and
speaking would devolve.
Mary decided she would get a
copy of the key words that the school was using and she would start spending
time each evening helping Jenny learn how to spell words phonetically instead
of how she now knew them. With a little
incentive, Jenny’s writing capability should decline to a more appropriate
level.
Further, Mary planned to
continue to keep Jenny off the internet, away from adult TV or the news, and
keep her away from her phone. She wanted
to solidify Jenny as dependent on her and embed her in the role of a juvenile
worried only about school, their friends and family.
Chapter 28
As Jenny was awakened by Mary,
she released her clutching hug on Polly.
Mary helped Jenny get dressed and told her to brush her teeth and then
get down to the kitchen with Polly.
Jenny entered the kitchen and
saw Polly's place at the table. She
placed the doll in her chair and sat down in her own. Mary placed her breakfast in front of her and
Jenny began to eat. Mary asked how Polly
had slept. Jenny thought that was silly,
but she responded that Polly had slept well.
They bantered about with several questions regarding Polly or
Jenny. Mary reminded Jenny to try to
only use simple words and try to talk and fit in with the girls in her class.
Soon, Mary was handing Jenny her
book bag and bustling her out the door to catch the school bus. On the bus, one of the girls from Jenny’s
class sat next to her. The girl talked
and asked questions non-stop. Her hands
were flitting about and her head and her facial expressions contributed to the
topics they discussed. Jenny tried to
pay attention and see if she could sound a little like her friend.
Jenny exited the bus and
gathered with her second grade homeroom and began another day in her
re-education. In her writing class, the
children were still practicing their letters.
Miss Annie assured them that by next week they might be able to connect
letters into words. However, Miss Annie
was much more worried about how the letters looked and getting uniform and
consistent letters in size and spacing.
While Jenny started out
believing these sessions were a waste of time, she had to admit that being
forced to rewrite the same letters over and over again was causing her to
change her writing style and at least at this point it appeared that her
letters were actually better than when she started. She had the thought that it might be fun when
they could write real words. This
thought caused her to tell herself to get a grip.
The teachers had the kids
involved in activities and set short term goals for them to try to
achieve. The goals were designed to
assure the kids usually got to the goals.
Therefore, the kids, were constantly looking forward to their next goal. Jenny found herself settling into this same
pattern and every once in a while she caught herself. But as the days passed, she was more and more
comfortable fitting into the group and she even began to feel some satisfaction
with her small accomplishments.
Every school day was a constant
series of activity designed to teach the children, keep them involved, and use
up some of their pent up energy. Schools
were designed that way. Because of this
constant barrage, Jenny found she had little time to think about anything other
than school while at school. Once home,
Mary had adopted a regimented set of activities to keep Jenny on her toes and
doing something until bed time. Once in
bed, Jenny was typically worn out and ready to simply give up to sleep.
On Monday afternoon, Mary
introduced her new phonetics lessons.
She wanted to help Jenny learn to spell her words phonetically. Jenny thought this was a waste of time. Mary explained that this was the mission of
the school at this age. She also
explained that phonetics was something they used in the kindergarten and first
grade. Since Jenny had never had these
types of lessons, Mary wanted to ensure that Jenny was comfortable with the
phonetics. Mary pointed out that Jenny
surely did not want to go back further in school to learn the phonetics.
Thus began Mary’s self-planned
lessons in how to spell words using phonetics instead of the actual
spelling. Jenny had always relied
heavily on spell check on her computers and spelling was not her strongest
area. However, Mary’s plan was to teach
Jenny the wrong way to spell many words.
Jenny did not realize this when they began.
Mary began by explaining how
phonetics uses certain letters for sounds.
For instance, cow might be spelled KOW.
For new spellers, phonetics provide a simple basis to allow the student
to grasp and relate letters to the sounds.
There is some controversy because many of the spellings are completely
wrong and the students have to learn the correct spelling at a later date. Thus began lessons where Mary gave Jenny
sounds and had her write down the letters to make those sounds. The hard ‘K’ sound which might be a ‘C’ or a
‘K’ was always a K. ‘Came’ might be
‘KAM’. Trailing ‘e’ was ignored. The ‘Y’ sound following a vowel was seldom
included. So, the vowel sound in the word
‘day’ might be only the letter ‘A’ resulting in day being ‘da’. Double letters were single letters. ‘W’ and ‘WH’ would often result in a
‘Y’.
Mary spent over an hour
explaining the relationships between these sounds and the phonetic
spelling. She then quizzed Jenny on the
sounds and some simple words. Whenever,
Jenny and Mary were eating or sitting around, Mary would quiz her on the
sounds. Mary wanted to get Jenny to the
point where her answers were second nature.
She did not give her time to think.
It was question then answer. Within
days, Mary hoped that Jenny’s spelling and her writing would begin to
regress. She was working to reprogram
Jenny’s mind and eliminate years of learned spelling. Since Jenny was a particularly bad speller to
begin with, this was not as hard as it might have been with other students.
Jenny’s head was spinning by the
time she was tucked in bed by Mary. She
found herself sitting in bed trying to remember the different letters for
sounds instead of the way she had typically spelled things.
After putting Jenny to bed, she
observed that Jenny had not yet asked where Paul was or why he had not come
home yet. Jenny was obviously so busy
with school that she had all but forgotten Paul.
Days began to run together for
Jenny. Each day she went to school and
each night, Mary worked to get her to finish her homework and then began to
help Jenny unlearn her spelling. By the
end of the week, Jenny was truly looking forward to the weekend.
Mary and Erin had been talking
on the phone and they thought it would be fun to get the girls together for a
play date on Saturday. Erin found
herself distracted by her daughter’s new friend. Just because she had the same name as her old
boss. And, she couldn’t help thinking
she looked a like a younger version of Jennifer.
By Friday evening, Jenny was
answering Mary’s quiz questions much quicker.
Jenny was actually trying hard to meet Mary’s expectations. Mary gave her a nice desert after dinner to
celebrate their progress. As she was
tucking Polly and Jenny into bed, Mary informed Jenny that she had set up a
play date with a couple of the girls in her class at a local park for Saturday.
Jenny did not want a play
date. She wanted to stay away from the
kids except in school. Mary emphasized
the need for Jenny to assimilate and perform well at school. She needed, Mary said, to build a real
relationship with these girls.
Jenny worried about the play
date as she lay in bed holding Polly.
Somehow, Mary was trying to make Polly a major portion of Jenny’s
life. Jenny found herself almost
thinking of Polly as a real person sometimes.
Then of course she would kick herself.
But, she felt some comfort and fell asleep holding Polly.
Chapter 29
Jenny was dressed in another
pair of childish cotton shorts and a cartoon t-shirt for her day at home. Jenny asked Mary why she couldn’t wear
something else. Mary reminded her of the
play date with Patty.
Saturday morning, Mary continued
to quiz and re-educate Jenny on her new spelling patterns. Jenny was associating sounds with a hard
expectation on specific letters or simplistic solutions, most of which were not
the way she used to spell. Her answers
were becoming more rote as she memorized the expected answers. Jenny was so intent on trying to please Mary
that she hardly realized the long term implications of learning how not to
spell.
After a quick lunch, Jenny and
Polly were bundled into the car for a trip to the local park where they would
meet Patty and a couple of other girls from their class. Mary instructed Jenny to be a follower and do
whatever her friends wanted to do.
The girls all squealed when they
saw each other. Jenny tried to get into
the action and did a passable job. They
headed over to the jungle gym and climbed around and used the slides. Later they were on the swings and played in
the sand box. After a quick snack
supplied by Erin, Patty’s mom, the girls grabbed their dolls. The girls discussed their doll’s clothing,
and soon the dolls were speaking through their owners in a silly conversation
which kept them all occupied while the mothers gossiped about the school and
things in class.
Erin mentioned again to Mary how
much Jenny looked like her old boss.
Mary and she laughed about that.
Erin proceeded to unload about some of the reasons for her negative
attitude towards her old boss. Erin
believed that the Jennifer who was her old boss was a poor manager who took
risks which doomed their company to failure.
Erin thought her old boss was a self-centered bitch who treated the
employees like slaves. Erin also
mentioned that Jennifer had a potty mouth and sometimes tried to imitate an old
sailor with her gutter language.
Mary assured Erin that she would
do everything she could to ensure that little Jenny did not have a potty mouth
when she got out of school. She said, “I
will wash her mouth out with soap and keep it there until she forgets how to speak
such words if needed. In fact, I hope
that any parent would do the same if any of these little girls was to start
down such a path. Should my Jenny ever
get out of line at your house, I know you will deal with it appropriately.”
In spite of her reluctance,
Jenny found that if she just stopped asking herself why she was doing these
things, she began having fun. She just
went with the flow and she was running around with the girls. When the girls were playing with their dolls,
Jenny tried to listen to what the girls were saying and tried to make sure her
doll talked like their dolls.
The girls were clearly getting
tired from their afternoon at the park.
The mothers felt the afternoon had been a success as the children would
certainly be worn out at bedtime. The
mothers packed up the children and headed home.
Jenny and Polly sat on the couch
in front of the TV and Mary turned on the Princess Bride. She explained that Jenny needed to be
familiar with the things her friends were watching on TV. Mary wanted to minimize Jenny’s reading in an
attempt to minimize reinforcement of her old spelling knowledge.
Throughout the evening, as Mary
prepared dinner and they ate, Mary continued to quiz Jenny on the phonetic
patterns. Jenny continued to answer as Mary
wanted and she began to add new sounds or combinations of letters to introduce
phonetically spelled words more consistent with the spelling of a regular 1st
or second grader just learning to use their letters.
When Jenny became frustrated,
Mary assured her these lessons would be helpful at the point Jenny began her
teaching duties.
Sunday was again a cleaning
day. Jenny found herself out in the yard
raking leaves and helping to pick up trash and yard waste. During lunch and their work breaks, Mary
continued to quiz Jenny. In the late
afternoon, Mary decided that she and Jenny should go for a walk. They ended up taking a walk for about three
and a half miles which took about an hour and a half. Jenny in her childish clothes made dirty from
working in the yard looked like any other little girl. The walk wore both of
them out. After a quiet dinner, Jenny
and Mary watched a couple of kids shows on the TV and then Jenny was off to
bed.
Jenny was surprised by how tired
she was. After bathing, Jenny donned
clean underwear and a clean Barbie nightshirt Mary had laid out for her. Jenny grabbed Polly and climbed on the
bed. Mary tucked them in and soon Jenny
was sound asleep.
Mary realized that even though
Jenny was physically older than her peers at school, an appropriate amount of
outside activity would help wear Jenny down and get her to fall asleep at an
appropriate time. In that way, she was
just like her little friends. Mary
decided to continue to include physical activity in Jenny’s day to day life to
keep her energy drained and keep her a well-behaved second grade student.
Chapter 30
Monday morning and Jenny was in
the groove. When Mary woke her up, Jenny
quickly completed her morning ritual in the bathroom. She returned to her room and donned the juvenile
underwear and her grade school uniform.
She pulled her hair back with the school headband and put on her school
shoes.
Mary had made sure there was no
makeup in Jenny’s room. There were no
enhanced hair products. Jenny’s hair was
always clean and well kept. But, Jenny’s
hair did not have the life, shine or body that it had when she used
conditioners and specialized shampoos.
Mary was concerned that if Jenny’s
hair regrew on her legs and in more private areas that it might be a darker
color which could destroy some of the childish image she was hoping to
construct for her young charge. She
would investigate alternatives for this while Jenny was at school.
After her breakfast and her
morning vitamin which Mary had added to their morning ritual, Jenny put on her
coat and her school bag before she and mom walked to the school bus.
Jenny’s school days had fallen
into a pattern. She was kept busy and
given little time to think or ponder anything other than her school work or her
friend’s constant banter during breaks.
Monday evening, during dinner,
Mary informed Jenny that she was very proud of everything Jenny had done to try
to assimilate into her role at school.
Because of this, Mary wanted to reward Jenny. She said that she knew how annoying it was to
be bothered by constantly having to shave your legs. Therefore, Mary had purchased Jenny a round
of laser hair removal.
Jenny thought that was
great. She always hated shaving. She mentioned that she also hated shaving her
underarms even though it was a simple task.
Mary agreed. Mary told her they
would visit the laser company tomorrow after school.
Mary had called and arranged for
an appointment at a local laser salon.
She filled all of the paperwork out and sent it in. She informed them that her daughter attended
the local catholic school and she wanted this to be a present. The salon was happy to oblige as long as the
correct paperwork was signed off.
Chapter 31
On Tuesday, after school, Mary
substituted a simple colored hair scrunchy for the school headband and they
left Jenny’s school bag at home. At the
salon, the techs expected a girl from the catholic school and she was wearing
the uniform. They simply assumed she was
an older student. The salon utilized a
sedation process to minimize pain when large areas were being worked on. They provided a pill and had Jenny and Mary
sit in a waiting are while the pill worked.
Eventually, Jenny was led into a room and told to disrobe. Mary helped her fold her clothes. Jenny laid on the table and covered with a
sheet. The women technicians entered and
began the process. Mary had added
Jenny's underarms to the purchase and so the technicians had a lot of work. While Jenny would have to come back for some
follow-ups, they assured her mom that she would have no hair below the waist or
on her underarms.
Mary was satisfied that Jenny
would maintain that little girl look.
Jenny seemed happy she would not have to shave without realizing the
visual impact of no hair. In addition, Jenny
was not really clear or aware that the procedure had included her full pubic
area. She had been shaving down there to
maintain her image. But it would not be
necessary anymore.
In writing class, Jenny started
to develop a consistent flowing handwriting for individual letters. Miss Annie had them stringing letters
together. There were no actual words
involved. The purpose was to see how the
different letters flowed into one another.
Miss Annie had recently complimented her on the clarity and nice visual
her handwriting was developing. Miss
Annie promised her they would start using real words soon.
Chapter 32
Wednesday was an early release
day at school which meant classes got out at 12:30 instead of the regular
time. Patty’s mom, Erin, called and
asked Mary if Jenny could come over to play for a few hours right after school
let out. After Mary agreed, Erin said
she would pick Patty and Jenny up from school on Wednesday and Mary could pick
her up at around 4:00.
On Wednesday morning, as she
walked Jenny to the bus, Mary informed Jenny that she would be going to her
friend Patty’s house after early release.
Mary assured her everything was okay and she would pick her up later in
the afternoon.
Jenny stared at Mary as the
school bus pulled up. “You scheduled a
play date for me? Why can’t I just come home?”
Mary smiled reassuringly and
patted her on the back. Mary turned
Jenny around and urged her towards the bus door.
Jenny wanted to argue, but Mary
just pressed onward until Jenny was on the steps of the bus. Mary was smiling and waving as the door
closed and Jenny began another trip to school.
After school, Jenny was told to
go with Patty and that Patty’s mother would be picking them up at the car
pickup area.
Jenny and Patty climbed into the
back seat of Erin’s car. Patty’s mom was
very bubbly and she welcomed Jenny and promised they would all have fun. Patty just stared at the reflection of Erin’s
face in the mirror and wondered what would happen if Erin ever figured out who
she really was. Erin kept looking back
at Jenny and reflecting on how much she looked like a younger version of her
old boss.
Patty started talking to Jenny
and asking questions. Jenny answered her and the two of them were in a constant
banter until they reached Patty’s house.
Patty took Jenny up to her room
and showed her all of her dolls and toys.
They played with her doll house for a little while. They were interrupted when Patty’s mom called
them down to the kitchen for a snack.
With Jenny’s constant
interaction with 2nd graders and her “practice” at home only using
simple words, the girls’ conversation sounded like any other pair of little
girls playing together. Jenny did not
realize how much her linguistic skills had already deteriorated in the last few
weeks.
After their snack, Erin pushed
the girls out into the back yard to play on the swing-set. Patty suggested they use the slide. Reluctantly Jenny joined in climbing the
short ladder and riding the slide down.
Erin watched the two girls from
the door and was happy that Patty had a nice new friend.
On the third time down the
slide, Patty gave Jenny a push before she was fully on the slide. Jenny went down the slide backwards and
landed on her butt.
Temporarily caught off guard and
not thinking of anything but her displeasure she yelled, “God Dammit, don’t
push me till I’m ready.”
Patty’s eyes got large and she started
to cry. Jenny was just standing up and
brushing dirt off of her school uniform when she felt herself grabbed from
behind. “Again not thinking, she said, “What
the hell?”
It was at that moment, Jenny
realized Patty was not crying because of what she said. She was crying because
she saw her mother with rage in her eyes.
Erin grabbed Jenny and pulled
her over to a nearby yard chair. As she
plunked down in her seat, Jenny was whisked off her legs and placed face down
on her lap. Jenny was still trying to
comprehend what was happening when the first blow landed.
Following the first blow, Erin
flipped the school skirt up onto Jenny's back.
At that point, Erin was a woman on a mission. She tattooed Jenny’s derriere with hard
spanks.
Jenny simply cried out, “Wait,
It was … Ow…It was a … Ow … Mistake…”
Erin stated, “Oh it was a
mistake alright.” Erin picked up the
pace.
Jenny was crying already. She got in a “stop” or an “ow” but soon she
was a blubbering mess.
Erin suddenly realized that
while she was upset at the language, she was taking her stored up anger against
her old boss out on a little girl.
Erin paused. She said, “No little girl in my house will
ever use such language.” Followed by a well-placed spank. “Do you understand young lady?”
By now Jenny would agree to
almost anything to end this humiliation.
Here she was in a grade school uniform with her classmate and she had
said the wrong things. Her mind was
getting twisted around. She was
beginning to wonder if she was really just a 2nd grader who was
being punished. Because at that moment
in time that was exactly who she thought she was.
Jenny responded between sobs, “Yes,
Mam. I will not use bad words.”
Erin asked, “What else do you
have to say?”
Jenny was still having trouble
gaining full control of her words. She
was just crying and she babbled, “I..I..I’m sowwy for saying bad words and yelling
at Patty.”
Erin lifted Jenny off her lap
and pulled her into the kitchen.
Jenny was starting to get her
breathing under control and they approached the sink. Erin turned to Jenny and said, “The final thing
we have to do is wash those words out of your system.”
With that Erin grabbed a big bar
of ivory soap from the sink and wet it down.
She then shoved it into Jenny’s mouth.
Jenny's eyes went wide. Erin held
the top of Jenny's head and lifter her chin to force her to bite into the bar of
soap.
Jenny was crying again. Erin walked her over to a corner and turned
her to face the corner. “You can just
stare at the wall, suck on the soap and maybe we can get all those bad words
out of your system. I’ll be back in a
few minutes. Don’t move!”
Erin guided Patty who had
observed all this into the family room and turned on the TV.
Erin explained that as they had
talked about in the past, no one was to use such words at their house. Also, she assured her daughter, no little
girl or even an adult should talk to people in this manner. Patty said she understood and stared at the
TV worried about her friend and oblivious to the show that was on.
Jenny continued whimpering in
the corner. Her thoughts were asking
herself why she had acted wrong. Why had
she used bad words? She was worried
about hurting her friendship with Patty.
Patty was her only real friend at school. They did everything together. What was mom going to say when she found out?
By the time Erin came back over,
Jenny's thoughts and her mindset were the same as any other 2nd
grader who had been punished. Erin
guided her to the sink and removed the soap.
She allowed Jenny to rinse her mouth out and used a soft rag to dry
Jenny’s face and clean her up a little.
Throughout this cleanup, Erin
tried to sooth Jenny and assured her that Jenny needed to be a good girl and
not ever use language like that ever again.
Jenny promised she would be good and ty never to say those bad words
again.
Erin told Jenny and Patty they
could go up to Patty’s room and play.
Patty felt bad about the punishment. Jenny told her it was not her
fault. Jenny was uncomfortable sitting
down due to her spanking and so they played with the dollhouse some more.
Mary arrived at the house and
knocked. Erin welcomed her and told her
the girls were upstairs playing. Erin
told Mary she needed to discuss something with her. The two of them made their way to the kitchen
where Erin poured them each a cup of coffee.
Erin explained the events and
punishment. Mary was stunned but assured
Erin that she did nothing wrong. In
fact, as they had discussed before, Mary believed a strong hand was needed to
get these types of problems under control at a young age. Mary told Erin she was not sure where Jenny
had heard those terms but wondered if some of her older son's friends might
have used foul language when Mary was not around.
Eventually, Mary gathered up
Jenny and her school things and they headed home. Mary smiled when it was clear that Jenny was
uncomfortable sitting in the car.
Mary was constantly wondering
how all the events in Jenny's life were effecting her personal view of herself
and her situation. She wondered if Jenny
thought of herself as an adult caught in a bad situation or whether she might
eventually simply accept that she was back in school. Tonight, she noted, Jenny looked like a
contrite little girl who had been well disciplined and was worn out from a day
of playing with her little friend.
Mary explained that Erin had
told her about the afternoons events.
Unexpectedly, Jenny started crying and apologizing to Mary. She said she was sorry and that she would try
not to use bad words ever again. Mary
consoled the person in her arms who showed no signs of being anything other
than a 2nd grader trying to get her parents approval and love.
Mary pushed Jenny to take an
early bath and got her in bed early.
Jenny did not fight her and was asleep in minutes after her light was
turned out. Mary looked at Jenny
clutching her doll and sleeping soundly.
Mary realized that today's events
took a chink out of Jenny's character and her adult persona. She wondered what other things she could do
to further trap this young lady in her grade school world. She reminded herself that she was doing this
for her son. Paul’s happiness was very
important and Jenny needed to be leashed and tamed. She smiled to herself as she concluded that
they were on their way to a good long term solution.
As Mary continued to ponder
these thoughts she was also aware that while she felt that Jennifer the adult
was someone she did not particularly care for, she was developing strong
feelings for the little girl Jenny was becoming. Mary had not had a daughter. Her maternal skills and desires had been
hidden away for a number of years now.
With Paul out of the house she often felt she had no direction or real
purpose. Jenny gave her purpose. Mary had to make sure things were done for
Jenny. She began to understand that
taking care of Jenny made her feel good.
Mary had a reason to get up
every day. She had to plan things and
ensure that everything she had planned for herself and little Jenny occurred as
planned and on schedule. It gave her
life a real purpose. A grade school
student needed an adult to manage their life and ensure that everything worked
out.
While there was a mission here,
maybe Mary could get some personal fulfillment out of all this.
And with Jenny only in 2nd
grade, Mary might be able to maximize her personal fulfillment for years to
come. And Mary thought, if Jenny changes
her ways and grows up right, Mary would be proud of all of her work when Jenny graduates.
Oh my! What a treat. Thank you, thank you, thank you!
ReplyDeleteThis is my favorite story, and to find this continuation just made my day. I can only imagine a scenario of Paul returning home, and finding himself now drawn to Erin -- so Jenny and Patty becoming siblings!
Your stories are always so well done, so detailed and carefully written. The wait is long, but what you provide is so worth every moment. Thank you, Diane!
Thank you
ReplyDeleteGood evening daring Diana!
DeleteA few days ago I found your blog and read several of your stories.
I loved the way you have to engage with the characters and the general approach you draw in your stories.
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The extent of your stories is sublime. You see clearly, the desire you have to create stories full of emotions. It is impressive and denotes a lot of commitment to the task you are performing.
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This blog, is pure ART, with capital letters, as it is not for profit. To this day you are a jewel. An endangered dinosaur.
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I hope you do not misunderstand me. I appreciate and prefer the Freedom offered by the internet, which offered the ostracism of 30 years ago or more. That is unquestionable. But like everything else, it has its dark spots. One of these points is the distortion and degradation of the issues to be addressed.
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Each time, it is more complicated to find good authors. And it is very noticeable the loss in the subtleties when it comes to translating the works.
I do not want to delve into this subject now, just to say that you are a very special writer, with a good foundation and a great narrative instinct. You are very competent and your blog has some fantastic stories.
I have also noticed an evolution in one of your works. "The principal or principles" is a work that evolves to improve the previously written "Earning a PHD".
Delete"Earning a PHD" was written in 2013. And "The principal or principles" in 2016. And it shows an evolution especially in the development of the infantilization of the protagonist. I read both stories the same day, from the tug. I was totally hooked.
I enjoyed them very much, they both seem to me, a masterpiece. Stories that those who like this type of subject should have read at least once.
If I am wrong in my assessment, because I apologize, I only try to give you my opinion and assessment. And I thought there was an evolution in these stories, which I thanked very much.
For me, your blog is pure gold. The least I could do was to share my gratitude with you, and to tell you that I thoroughly enjoyed these works and others of lesser extent.
Right now, you are the only writer who is committed to the development of good stories, when it comes to this type of issues.
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I have a lot of faith in your next projects, that I will be entering daily in your blog, to see if you published.
I know you publish little, but you publish quality. As it should be. I really like authors who take the time to develop their creations and publish without being carried away by the pressure or the craving of the readers.
I like that you are a writer with personality, I hope and I encourage you to continue developing your projects at your pace, without hurry.
And here I am going to end this comment destined to show you my gratitude and admiration. I was impressed with your stories, they left me wanting a lot more. You are a fantastic writer and I will be very careful to enjoy your next creations.
I also want to make a few requests and suggestions as your fan, but I'll do that in another comment.
A little late, but my name is Óliver and my email is (expontaneo_@hotmail.com)
I would love to be able to write you emails, to tell you ideas, suggestions and nonsense that I have in mind, with the sole purpose of motivating and inspiring you, for the development of your stories.
If I find your mail, I'll send you one to see if there's luck and it's not down. I have happened to find emails from authors who no longer exist. Let me see if I'll contact you in time.
DeleteIt is always hard to continue a story after a break yet you have done that and done it tremendously. I specially liked the touch about "Polly". Very nicely put.
ReplyDeleteThanks for listening to your fans and hope we'll see more of your excellent works in (near) future. Best of wishes.
Fantastic x
ReplyDeleteBoth of these comments sum it up...your stories are just fantastic..Thank you so much for returning x
ReplyDeleteI certainly don't want to bug you but after reading this great sequel there is a certain question kept bugging me.
ReplyDeleteMost of your stories are open ended and leave plenty of possibilities of sequels. So I'd like to ask if there is more sequels coming? Specially my favorite "Do Clothes (Un)Make the Woman?" Is there is any chance of a sequel to that? No pressure, just asking. :)
Best of Luck.
I have sequels in progress for a bunch of my stories. I also have several new ones in progress. That is the problem. Too many directions at once. Sometimes, I get a bug and roll right through one. Unluckily, I have been making slow progress on about 8-10 different efforts right now.
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ReplyDeleteIf you don't mind I have a few ideas if you continue, Dot Com. Bubble(no pun intended)gum bubble blowing contest. Mary intentionally lets Jenny fall asleep with gum in her mouth knowing it would get stuck in her hair. She makes an appointment at a children's themed salon at the mall. Telling her it was the only place she could get her in at such short notice. Sitting in a pink Barbie Jeep salon chair. Jenny is given a short juvenile hair cut and a lollypop after. She goes to the eye doctor and ends up with colored plastic little girl glasses.
After school Mary and Jenny head to the train station to pick up Paul from his trip. On the way Jenny is given a sugary caffeinated cola as a treat for being a good girl. Paul is standing next to a beautiful female co-worker in a sharp business suit donning a corporate ID badge. Paul is aghast at Jenny's appearance. Short hair, glasses, school uniform, backpack, school ID card, holding her doll, blowing bubbles and doing a pee pee dance. Not wanting to explain he thinks quick and says, "There's Daddy's little girl, I missed you sweetie." Mary leans down and whispers into Jenny's ear, "You don't want to get Daddy fired. Now talk just like your friend Patty in simple words." Standing back up and smiling. "Now Jenny tell the professional woman what grade you are in and what you did at school today!"
Great ideas, the gum-in-the-hair is a great plot device to force a haircutting into any age-regression storyline.
DeleteHope you don't mind if I steal that for a caption, sometime, :-)
- B-Rex, degradeddamsels.blogspot.com
Just a few more thoughts on this story.
ReplyDeleteDoes Jenny go to her First Communion with her classmates? Is she wearing a satin & lace white dress, headband with veil, ruffled socks and buckle dress shoes?
Now that work thinks Paul has a daughter is he forced to take her on bring your daughter to work day?
Has Jenny been sent to the school psychologist to address her fantasy of pretending to be a successful married woman?
I know this is last story of this year in this blogspot. (every year 2 section here.) so i m waiting for next story in 2018 or 2019 whenever u decide.
ReplyDelete& I put some saved story of 'Beyond The Magic Box' in http://btmbox.blogspot.in/ If u r a writer & want me to delete this like ur blog contact me .
Great followup, I eagerly await the future misadventures of Jenny.
ReplyDeleteAnd any other sequels/new stories from you. You are one of my favorite age-play/regression authors. Your in-depth, lengthy stories give time to really build up the situation, and you have an eye for finding fun new humiliations to befall your characters.
I'm always excited when you put out a new tale,
Sincerely,
- B-Rex, of degradeddamsels.blogspot.com
Thank You. I follow your blog and look forward to all the updates there.
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Very happy to hear you enjoy my captions. I've not done very many age-regression based series (and only the one age-regression themed ebook thus far), but I'm always cooking a few ideas.
DeleteI've just found that ending an age-regression story is very difficult, more than most story-types.
I guess I just always want the protagonist to be trapped permanently in her situation, and that's hard to have happen in a realistic fashion.
Anyway, love your stories and I'm glad to hear you're a fan of my as well. :-)
- B-Rex
Hello again dearing diana !!!
ReplyDeleteI have been entering 2 times a day to your blog to see if you had answered and my email too. I'll keep trying until I get lucky. I'm not in a hurry and I do not want to be heavy either. I do not want you to receive these messages as pressure of any kind.
You are an incredible writer and as you write about an issue more and more forgotten and mistreated by novel writers of all kinds, because I wanted to contribute some questions to nourish your criteria and inspire you so that when you take back any of the series that you are developing, then you have more options To develop new situations, develop the characters and their roles, their evolution in the story, the approach that will have the story, etc.
I only try to transmit a small percentage of the joy and illusion that you transmitted to me in your stories. As I mentioned in previous posts, I loved them and enjoyed them immensely.
And like everyone who commented, you left me wanting more.
I have read your messages, and I see that you are developing other series that you have in mind, which is fantastic and exciting. Also you are very busy and you have a life to attend.
All that is great, I do not want to absorb your time, much less pressure you in any way.
These messages are only loaded with enthusiasm, wanting to contribute ideas, not to do what I want, but to have more options to choose, to broaden horizons, etc.
For me it is fundamental to respect your creativity, the energy with which you develop your work and the time that is necessary to finish the work.
So, I reiterate that these messages are not to pressure you, but to encourage you and know that you have another follower, interested in your work and very happy that you exist and have created a site like this, where we can see your talent and Enjoy with your literary creations.
In the stories "The main or principles" and "Earning a PHD", the characters begin to be normal and the events that are developing in the plot, create a series of situations where the characters evolve.
Some become more dominant and the protagonist becomes more submissive gradually. For example, the assistant principal did not seek to infantilize and degrade her boss from the beginning.
She was just looking for a way to stay with the job by doing what was necessary to disqualify her boss.
This point is very important because it requires the reader to "believe this radical evolution".
ReplyDeleteMost people would see it impossible that the events explained in the plot of the story could be put into practice. To those of us who love this type of story, we are fairly easy to compromise with these small issues and we are much more permissive with the facts explained, totally hooked on how events will unfold.
I have been looking for a writer for a long time to develop some ideas that I have in my head and I will tell you now, precisely because I am very concerned, the credibility of the story.
For a long time I was thinking about what would be the most effective way to degrade an adult woman. In the society of the twentieth century, the woman has made great progress and has recovered many of the rights that the man had denied her by force.
Today there are still inequalities. Well, the woman of today, aspires to be free and self-sufficient, capable and effective in all areas of life.
I had thought of a business woman, independent, with high incomes, who came from a humble family, with a high value in discipline and sacrifice to achieve independence.
Well, this woman would have had a very strict and severe mother. Old chapada. That he based his education on all kinds of logical punishments that would improve his daughter's attitude.
Also a father who had a business, with an office. And it was the typical permissive father, who was hardly at home and always consenting to everything.
These elements are important to create the element Dignity, Respect, Freedom, Sacrifice, The value of things, and a long etc ... that all humans have.
This girl is heterosexual. Bone, she likes men and has always been attracted to them. And since she was little, she was always more adult and responsible than the other girls of her own age. It grew quickly. He also has very little chest, but he hides very well.
All this was so until she turned 25. She finished 2 university degrees related to business and finance. And he began to work carrying the accounts of his father's office.
This is when we start to develop other interesting elements.
The office has a reception room with a receptionist. It is an elegant waiting room, where you can expect up to 30 people sitting and many more standing.
The next room gives access to the work area of the two clerks. Each has a large work desk, filled with computers, printers, scanners, assorted phones and all kinds of office supplies.
In the left wing, we access the office of the lawyer of the company.
In the wing of the right, we accede to the office of the daughter of the chief.
And in the background, you access the office of the personal secretary of the boss and finally the largest office, which is the boss.
ReplyDeleteThis office is important to be very well detailed, as it will be one of the important scenarios where many of the scenes will be developed.
The protagonist, when she arrives at work, begins to take over the time of all the people in the office. It gives them a wild rhythm of work. It forces them to stay many more hours, doing overtime.
The relationship he always has with employees is haughty, challenging, authoritarian. He always complains about everything, is impertinent, demanding, strict, bossy, and it really falls down badly on all the people who work there.
The two clerks will be 20 years old. They have been in the company for about 8 months and resent the change they have given their lives, for the severity of the boss's daughter. They hate her. They always make them repeat reports, correct mistakes, treat them very badly, always threaten them with dismissal, etc. It's a very bad work environment.
The chief's personal secretary is 24 years old. One less than her. And his life now is hell. She is constantly subjected to the whims of the boss's daughter. From calling her to ask for coffee, to having her repeat photocopies, to go out for food, to do her personal errands, to go to the dry cleaners for some suit, and all kinds of tasks that are not part of the secretary's job she had before. Besides, he treats her very badly, like the others.
He always messes with his hairstyles, with his uniforms and a long etc.
And then there's the lawyer. The rival. This girl is only 29 years old. He's a young talent from a major university. A child prodigy, who was recommended to her father by an old colleague. It has been the best addition of the company. Since arriving, the numbers of the company have skyrocketed. Reduced costs and managed to attract a list of important customers, only by the last name she holds.
This girl is tremendously affectionate, gets along well with all the workers and out doors, everyone admires her. But the reality is that she is a very possessive, dominant, authoritarian and sadistic person.
She likes to humiliate and degrade her submissive to the maximum, since she is bisexual, but enjoys much more with women for such pleasures. He has a double life, which no one knows.
She has the ability to degrade another woman and enough cruelty to put her into practice.
The conflict.
3 months after starting work, the boss's daughter, realizes that her father is having an affair with the lawyer. She will do everything possible to prevent this adventure from spreading and thriving. First he will speak to his father directly. Then he will try for "force" and "intimidation" with the lawyer. But it will fail loudly.
ReplyDelete8 months later. The boss's wife, dies in a traffic accident. The work environment is becoming increasingly unbearable and tension is cut with a knife in the office, day after day.
5 months later, the father decides to marry the lawyer, passing this to be the stepmother of the protagonist. The father throws the house out the window and signs all kinds of documents to give him full powers of all the assets that the family has to prove to the lawyer that his feelings are honest and that he relies on it, totally.
Obviously, the daughter goes into anger and tries to prevent all that, but fails loudly.
The lawyer moves to her new home. The daughter still lives in her parents' house and all this situation catches her by surprise.
All this situation, generates that tension and hatred, invade the home and the office.
2 months after the wedding, the father dies for acute peritonitis, at a business dinner, in another state.
It turns out, that the lawyer, had planned the death of the mother and the father, to keep all the assets that this family possessed.
And the fringe of the plan was that the lawyer's daughter was sexually attracted to her and had fallen in love with her, secretly, "in her own way." A cruel and ruthless way, where her selfishness has no limits and the desire to demonstrate her power over the other woman, reaches high levels.
She wants to bend her will, through coercion and modification of forced behavior. The first step was to unprotect it. To do this, he made several false moves in the company, to generate a flight of capital, which mysteriously went to a secret checking account that had the protagonist. Obviously she was secret, but the lawyer learned all the details of the life of the boss's daughter, all the time she had to investigate their intimacies, their personality, their tastes, etc.
Then, the blackmail arrives. She directly rebels everything to the boss's daughter. He tells her that she is going to be degraded, infantilized and will be his obedient and smiling sexual slave. He explains what the consequences of not obeying, he tells him that he has powerful contacts to act against him and quickly put her in jail.
Our protagonist, rebels in all its splendor and face challenging plant.
ReplyDeleteThe next day she is dismissed from her job, driven from her home and accused of robbery and murder.
All his accounts are paralyzed, the scandal is public and his life falls into the worst.
The lawyer moves threads, asks for favors and quickly, which comes to be 6 months gets sentenced to the lawyer to 75 years of jail. The lawyer, could not do anything against the team of 20 lawyers who litigated against him, presented all kinds of evidence, due to the ruses and previous planning of the lawyer and quickly lost the case.
Before going to prison, the lawyer went to see the recluse. And he repeated the request of what she wanted. And in a new attack of courage, the protagonist spat in the face of the lawyer. She smiled, picked up the phone and asked for favors again, so that inside the prison, the existence of the protagonist was unbearably cruel.
3 months later, the lawyer returned to visit our protagonist and told her that if she gave him his will, he would get her out of jail and make another life of hell. She hid nothing, told her that she was going to degrade her and make her life a living hell.
This time, after 3 months of abuse, physical punishment and all kinds of prison torture. The offer was no longer bad. His Ego had broken down and he did not think his life would worsen out of that daily hell he had lived in, where panic and terror had taken over his life.
This time, he agreed. Here the lawyer tells her to ask her well, and that from now on she should call her mother and told her to self-degrade and tell her something to convince her. If you want to get out of here, I have to feel it, so tell me why you want to leave ... and here come all sorts of defeat, self-humiliation and submission.
This is where the story begins to unfold, as it is now when the true ordeal of the protagonist begins.
The story, should be focused on how it is the day to day of this woman and her process of degradation. How it falls into a spiral of verbal self-degradation to please the lawyer at all times.
How things change in the house. How the rooms change, how they fill with elements intended to humiliate the protagonist at all times.
The return of the totally infantilized protagonist to his work. But the office where she works, is now totally different.
There he has a schedule of punishments and all kinds of obligations to his former employees.
There he has a 3-wheeled bicycle, to walk in diapers through the offices. It has all kinds
of urinals, tubs, and baby accessories. Employees always find ways to torture her, vex her and make her all kinds of revenge.
ReplyDeleteThere are many ways to do vexatious scenes, and I do not want to go into details now, because what is really important in the story is the approach to the constant humiliation of the protagonist. His self-humiliating phrases, the questions that continually ask him to draw the humiliating answers from her.
It is also important to focus on modifying the behavior of the protagonist. Since she will go from being proud to a happy and smiling baby, although inside she hates herself. She is aware at all times that she is nothing more than a pathetic woman bent over by another woman who makes her all she wants.
She will have non-consensual lesbian relationships. He will say all sorts of amorous phrases against his will. She will be hating and writhing humiliation constantly as she enters the lawyer's play. She prefers this type of life, which awaits her in prison. Her instinct for self-preservation breaks her wild spirit.
One of the points in which the story gains strength is in the small details. In the dialogues, the lawyer will speak very affectionately to the protagonist, but always to humiliate her and make her feel bad. She will always tell you how ridiculous she is dressed like that, the why you dress her like that, when she gives you something to eat, will always give you the things you hate most.
She will always be trying to make the protagonist look bad. All accessories, such as pacifiers, bottles, etc., have to have a very bad taste. She must hate having lollipops with bad taste in her mouth. You may also be forced to stick your thumb in the ass, before sucking it intensely so that everyone present laugh at it.
The rituals have to be repeated without fear, so that the readers can realize the suffering of the protagonist. The food, may be mixed with urine, or vaginal flows of the lawyer or any former co-worker.
The comrades also retaliate with punishments of all kinds, such as beatings on the buttocks, forced to sit in a potty to write love letters to their former colleagues with waxes, do all kinds of harassing videos, for some co-worker.
When a coworker celebrates her birthday, she is forced to make personal humiliating videos, then give them to her in the office and everyone sees the video, where she speaks on camera, and tells the action in first person, as they go by the images.
Here the field is immense, and depends on the creativity of each author.
I would like to share ideas with you, to know what things are not suitable for your stories and to be able to specify concretely.
All these are just suggestions, with the aim of inspiring your dark side and be bad with the protagonist of your next story.
I will enter every day to see if there is luck and you could read this and you answer me. You
know, my email is expontaneo_@hotmail.com and if you answer me in the forum, then in the forum.
ReplyDeleteYou are a special writer, and you have to take care of a lot so you do not lose the illusion of continuing to write stories.
A hug.
Thank you for all the comments and nice thoughts. I will review your suggestions and consider them for the future.
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Hello Diana Dearing!
DeleteMany thanks to you for answering me!
If it does not seem wrong, I would like to continue commenting some ideas that I have in the brain. With the sole intention of inspiring you. You take only what is useful for the development of your stories and what you do not ignore without mercy.
Remember that this is not so it is for you to have more pressure. On the contrary, it is only the demonstration that your effort and selfless dedication to the creation and publication of your works, have a following and arouse the interest of the people.
I did not mention it in previous comments because I did not want you to think that I'm crazy about the bill, but you're a beautiful girl. You have immortal beauty. Very expressive facial features. In the photo that you have of cover in the blog, you pose like a princess. That straight hair enhances the lack of smile in the photo, giving you a slightly authoritarian bearing. I am Spanish, and as we say here, you are a woman cannon.
All this said under the protection of the highest of respect and admiration. Without seeking anything more to transmit you, that your beauty did not go unnoticed to my senses.
Also tell you that you have all my confidence, to throw me out a window, shoot me or hire some murderer to finish the job for you. If you want to tell me anything, you have all my trust and freedom. I have lacy ability and good humor. So if you want to hit me and be bad, go ahead, with confidence. And if you want to be good, then better for me. Xd
Well, after flirting and bothering you a little bit, let's continue with what I wanted to tell you. The fault is your beauty that distracts me and takes me out of the main conversation ... I am innocent .... Xd
I wanted to comment that the most important thing in a story is the characters. If a character connects to the reader, the story will be read to the end, as people follow the characters.
Your characters are usually very well worked, with well-defined roles and a plot that creates a conflict that successfully awakens the morbidity of reading further.
What does not exist in the market, are the stories focused on the verbal autodegradation and the forced modification of the behavior. They are very complex stories to perform, as they demand excellent command of dialogues.
It is necessary to have mischief, to know to be soez, to know to make damage with the words, to know how to interpret and to develop the submissive and dominant personalities. We must forget the modesty and face the role totally unleashed moral principles, to get our little dark side and to be punctilious and clever evil.
I do not speak of a demonic evil, but of a subtle evil, that seeks and enjoys the power of the situation. A kind of megalomaniac power, very enjoyable when one manages to deceive oneself enough to lock himself in that small personal world.
With these words, I invite you to try to develop these types of approaches in your stories. I will explain more in depth so that you can grasp the idea that I try to show you.
DeleteI reiterate, that all this is nothing more than a suggestion with the aim of broadening horizons as a writer. I do not want you to change your writing style, or change the narrator, or any of that.
When I say that you focus on verbal self-degradation and behavior modification, I mean that you create routine humiliating situations that the submissive has to deal with a mood that is forced to force.
For example, a submissive who always has to be sucking a pacifier coated with a taste of castor oil. When her mistress approaches, she is forced to prostrate before her and raise her face, so that her mistress can take the pacifier out of her mouth, as they cross their gazes. Once her mistress removes the pacifier from her mouth, she brings her face close to that of the submissive, offering him her cheek.
The submissive, is obliged to give her a baby kiss, always happy. Mouth open, pulling out his tongue slightly and forcing a slight cry after giving his wet kiss with a kind of MHHHUUUÁA !! Always cheerful and flirty.
Then the nurse will ask a few questions aimed at getting humiliating answers from her submissive, who will be forced to lie and always show a positive attitude, when the reality is that she feels sorry, hatred and pity.
These questions may be, if she has missed going to work, where she is constantly humiliated by her former co-workers, if she has missed her bottle (which is usually breast milk mixed with urine), if she was enjoying the Taste of your pacifier, if you love your mom very much, if you are ready to go to her birthday party at the office, if you want to go and prepare the invitations to your babyshower for your ex-companions, if you are excited about making them a video invitation Inviting them to humiliate her on her birthday, all excited and happy.
To develop correctly and deeply these types of dialogues, will make your story goes from a remarkable story to an outstanding story.
It is these intelligent dialogues, where you have to be putting the tone of the voice of the protagonist, who is always forced to speak with a baby voice unless told otherwise. You are forbidden to use adult words and you should always be ashamed when you can not speak like adults, feeling ridiculed at all times.
It is important the tone of voice of the subtle and intelligent dominant character, who should always speak in an amoral, affectionate and sweet, despite what she is saying is destined to break the emotional tranquility of the submissive protagonist.
Also, when you need discipline and punishment, your tone of voice, go from sweet and syrupy to sharp and cold, and succeed in making the submissive body tremble with sheer terror.
To create good dialogues, it is important to develop previous relationships. As you well know, in order to achieve the effects of a coherence in the face of two people, the previous work is important.
DeleteNarrating relationships before these people are ama-submissive is critical.
Not only on the part of the main characters, but of every character who will enter to humiliate the submissive.
A character who does not have a defined past and narrated previously, will not make the reader feel or feel power, nor any sensation, since this new character, does not have a definite space in the reader's mind.
Example. In one of your stories, called Do Clothes (Un) Make the Woman? .
In the final scene, the mother is in a corner with her panties down her ankles, punished. Then a friend of hers appears, who does not recognize her. As this character has never had a presence in the story, nor has he interacted in scenes with the characters, his appearance, although spectacular for what it means for the life of the mother, in the mind of the reader, there is a void that we must fill US.
That void, will fill depending on the quality of the reader. Since the personality of that character, his hobbies, his way of seeing life, is completely unknown to us. Although we can get an idea, thanks to that she ends up laughing and humiliating the protagonist.
But it would have caused much more effect, that character would have had a past narrated with the protagonist. For example, exchanging words in a dinner, at the beginning of the story, where they laugh at some girl in the same situation where the protagonist is at the end.
In that way, seeing the two women humiliating and ridiculing a girl for her bad behavior, we would have become more crazy, feeling the real fear that had the mother to be discovered by that person in question.
In the "story project" that I told you where there were clerks, personal secretaries, a receptionist and a lawyer, it would be necessary to develop the relationships that keep all these people with the protagonist, so that later, the fear is understood and felt, the Tension, the overwhelm of the protagonist, having to face her former co-workers.
Or how ridiculous it feels to do any of the crazy tasks that are commissioned to humiliate her, since each subordinate can bring a personality and different nuances, complementing the follies of the lawyer.
That is, the idea is that every character who is going to participate in the sessions of humiliation of the protagonist, it is convenient to develop a series of previous actions, to have a past where to locate this character and help the reader to understand and feel intensely The reactions of the protagonist.
I also want to tell you, do not be afraid to repeat yourself. When establishing daily humiliation routines, do not be afraid to repeat actions day by day. All you have to do is work the text, so it looks like you're not repeating the actions.
The first time you develop an action of that routine, do it slowly, detailing the action, developing the dialogues, penetrating the mind of the submissive and the dominant. Making us all part of history, seeing in its maximum dimension the facts.
As it is a routine, this process will be done every day, the only thing to do is give brushstrokes, when it is the second time, the third, the fourth, the fifth, etc ...
For example, the first time you will feed with a bottle of milk mixed with pee, to give an example.
Describe all the development of the action, the exchange of looks, the humiliating dialogues, etc. The how the submissive has to approach the dominant, ask the corresponding permits, how the panties lower the dominant for the first time, and putting the bottle open between the face of the submissive and her vagina, loose a strong stream of pee, Inside the milk, splashing the face of the submissive, etc.
Return to the humiliating dialogues, while the dominant returns to close the bottle, shaking it in the face of the submissive, mortifying it with its new food. And since that is going to be several times a day, every day, it is not convenient to develop it every time, but only the first.
DeleteWhen it is the second time, it would be ideal to put phrases of the type, after the humiliating feeding, the protagonist was forced to do this or that thing. One hour after you take your food. After two large feeding bottles ... etc ...
This type of phrase, which recalls all the action, which does not make us forget the vicissitudes that the submissive is going through, but without going into so many details, facilitating reading and continuing with the narration of events, developing action, Nourishing to the story of speed and precluding the oxidation of the same.
More important than the elements and nonsense that occurs, is the way in which they are exposed. It does not matter how ingenious one is to humiliate another person. What is really important is the quality of the narration and the depth of it.
Many people tend to have good ideas, to humiliate a submissive, but then it very badly in their story.
To avoid this, it is transcendental to narrate the action without artifice. In a simple way. But always making clear the feelings of those involved. Developing a scene, forgetting the dialogues, looking for action is not usually a good combination to create sensations in readers.
In a relationship where there are both dominant and submissive, one must always ensure that the power of the dominant is transmitted and the fear and shame of the submissive.
If that does not happen and it is the reader who has to cover with his mind all this, the story is failing to leave in the hands of the reader the weight of the story.
This is avoided by asking the right questions after writing the scene. Do I convey the hatred that the protagonist feels? Can I transmit the shame of the submissive in this scene? Does this dialogue convey the sensation I wanted as an author? Am I being consistent with the personality of the protagonists? Have I exceeded myself? Have I fallen short?
By asking yourself these kinds of questions, after writing a sketch of the scene, we prevent the reader from having to fill in the gaps that are missing in the scene, to understand it.
And now I would like to put a few things that I would like you to consider, as documentation material. Personally, I enjoy when these types of situations and elements appear in the stories, as they endow it with a lot of depth.
I remind you again that I only write them with the healthy intention to inspire you. If I get you to have better ideas by reading mine, that would be wonderful. As I said before, use what seems good to you and what you do not, you do it without mercy.
I love that they oblige the submissive to sing joyous songs, to humiliate her without mercy. If you can write the lyrics of the songs, referring to her personal data, then better than better.
Osea, if you have small breasts, then invent a song where the submissive self-degrading singing happily, under the watchful eye of a camera held by the dominant, then sent to someone who does not want the submissive, forcing at all times their shame and Humiliation to the maximum.
Of course singing, in diapers, in uncomfortable positions, sitting in a potty, writing a letter with waxes sitting in a potty, barefoot, always forcing a smile, talking about why he is doing these crazy things (self-degrading).
Another thing I love is to force the submissive to write letters, invitations, where she has to make particularly embarrassing and ridiculous shipments to people she hates and hates. Adding a Video-humiliation, a respectful letter, apologizing for past events, self-humiliation, asking to be punished, asking for assistance, etc.
If the letters are written, and are read by herself facing a video call, or a camera, then better than better.
DeleteI love that the submissive always has a busy mouth, whether it is for pacifiers, bottles, her thumb, her big toe, the big toe of someone she hates, etc. And if possible, it always has to taste bad. Whether flavored with castor oil, soap, vegetables, bitter tastes, etc.
I love that the submissive has to ask permission for everything. That you always have to do it in baby language, unless you are told otherwise, and always dressed as humiliatingly as possible.
I love that the submissive feels ridiculous, at all times. And that despite not wanting to do anything he does, have a good attitude and disposition against his will.
I like that the submissive, be heterosexual and have to have sex with people of the same sex, forced and with good attitude. I like her to be forced to lie, even though everyone knows the truth and is always happy with the things that make her do it, even though everyone knows it is a lie.
I love to know the thoughts and feelings of the protagonist. Every several scenes in the story, I really like the submissive and the dominant, have a space to translate their thoughts into a kind of voice-over. In this way, better understand the situation at the time of continuing to read the events.
I like that the submissive plasme, how it is used to selfdegradarse for the fun of the others, the miserable that feels, etc.
I like the dominant to have fun conversing with friends and co-workers of the situation in which she has her submissive, dying with laughter and still feel like looking for new ways to annoy her slave daily.
I like that the submissive does not have any privacy. That whenever you have to do your needs have to say it out loud, say if they give you permission to make the need you have and when they give it, always have to do it in a ridiculous child potty of any model. Also they usually record against it as she needs, give the camera instructions, treat her like an intelligent baby, ask her a lot of questions so that she can verbally deform herself while she needs her and explode with shame, The enjoyment of others.
I like that she does not feed herself. I like to be fed by someone else, treating her in a very loving way and humiliating her as much as possible. Making references to all kinds of elements, from their special chairs, their bibs, their bottles, shirts with ridiculous messages, etc.
I like that the dominant has special machines to torment the submissive. A machine to feed it, as punishment. A machine to violate each and every one of its holes, as punishment. And they used to use this type of machines, while they have conversations with her, telling them how disappointed they are with their behavior and hence the punishment.
I like very much that the submissive, is obliged to always be sucking her pacifier in a noisy and humiliating way. That the pacifiers always be special, huge and very annoying for the submissive.
Let her feel ridiculous, when everyone is quietly working and she is the loudest sound, sucking outrageously her pacifier, while the others continue with their chores as if she was not there. Also the former workers annoy her continuously by growing her shame for this type of situation.
I like that the protagonist is always forced to forced inspections by people she hates. Punish her physically, slapping and slapping her.
I like to be punished humiliatingly, hanging signs of all kinds, forcing her to walk naked on her tricycle while she sings, in a corner with burning buttocks sucking her thumb loudly for the fun of the other co-workers.
I like to be made to feel exposed. Controlling your pubic hair removal. Laughing at the size of her breasts, etc.
DeleteI like birthdays, special celebrations, Christmas, etc. Where he is always forced to receive gifts and have to thank them in personal videos. Always using the gifts they send, each one more humiliating. She must always be thanking and apologizing.
I like that there is some more perverse character of the account, that for example, always has a special pacifier in her dirty ass, for when nobody sees her, change the pacifier of the submissive, for which she has for her.
Something secret, that only she and the submissive know. And humiliate her in the ways described above, with humiliating dialogues, that forces her to have her special pacifiers in her mouth. That when you send her gifts on special days, always come in vacuum-packed containers so that the submissive knows that what is going to get in the mouth, comes directly from where she knows ... the ass of her former partner. She will have to make a video, sucking and thanking him and apologizing as usual.
I like being bathed and dressed. Let them play with it, as if it were a doll, always making her feel childish, degraded as a woman, etc. Where others have conversations
Normal, where they talk about their sex lives and ask the submissive questions of what she is missing, making her feel bad about it.
I like that they wash their mouths with soap, both with bar of soap, and with cloths. To be verbally rebuked, to be forced to understand punishment and accept it, to apologize and to create a proper punishment to learn and not to err again.
I like being forced to write on a blackboard in her room, humiliating lines, while sucking a bar of soap, her diapers are by her ankles and her ass is on fire, while videotaping, to teach her punishment to the Person she offended with her attitude.
I like, that the submissive, always be taken by the hand. For any nonsense to receive a punishment from a stranger. Like in a clothing store, where the saleswoman, always someone younger, encouraged by the dominant, takes advantage of it and punishes it in a classic way.
Then the submissive is forced to apologize, and volunteer to do housework and receive various punishments at home, while they drink tea and talk about their things.
I like that the submissive, despite being heterosexual, fall in love with a girl who treats her well at the request of her dominant.
Osea, the dominant puts in the life of the submissive to a girl who always treats very well and can love. Then go forward in a lie, which will be a kind of romantic adventure, where the submissive believes that everything is real, in the end to be devastated by reality.
The new girl will laugh at her and have sex with her mistress, while she will be forced to look, while she is in diapers and sucking her thumb loudly, crying with her broken heart, while her love is with her dominant.
Then the new girl always humiliates her in new ways, making her believe that they are going to have sex, then ending up in the same thing, that she is lying to her and telling her that she can not have sex with little girls. What if she wants to suck his big toe, while she calls her dominant, humiliating her wildly.
DeleteWell, I'm sure more things will happen to me in the future, and I'll keep adding things. I hope you are inspired and sharpen your dark side a little more, to annoy your future protagonists.
Whatever you do, I will read it with great enthusiasm.
You are a very special writer and what I like most about you, is the implication that you have with the story, that you narrate with the heart, non-profit, wanting to share. That is wonderful and there is no money in the world to pay for these feelings that move you to continue creating literary works and sharing them.
The pleasure of creating and sharing is being lost by leaps and bounds. You are of the little that remains that has certain virtues and appropriate ethical codes. Undoubtedly, here you have a fan and an admirer of all your work.
I will continue passing and commenting on things that I can think of. I gave you my mail, in case you do not want me to comment on all these things here and you prefer me to send you emails.
A big hug and remember, answer my comments only when you feel like it. I'm not in a hurry of any kind, I respect your time very much.
And a couple more things that I forgot.
DeleteI like the submissive to make humiliating love letters with baby language to the girl who is hired by the nurse, after everything is discovered. And that the girl responds in very hurtful letters why he can not have a serious and stable relationship with her, getting angry with her and forcing her to punish videos so that she does them under the supervision of her dominant and sends them later .
Also he then makes him letters asking her to come and make her dominant, because she can not, and she is also obliged to write him how bad she is going to have to see how she has sex with her dominant and she can only watch , While they laugh at it.
Also give her a special prize, if she makes a love song to the girl she loves. Then she will be rewarded, being sodomized by her, as she sings her love song, while crying and feeling horribly outraged.
And in general the whole development between this relationship to 3, where they do not stop making the submissive protagonist feel bad.
Also birthday cakes, she does not blow them. She has her face buried in the cakes and she has to say thank you for it and say why she deserves to sink and rub the cake over her face.
AAWWWWWW!!! sooo pretty!! XD
Ow man, do you even sleep! I am not kidding or mocking (ok, may be a little), I am genuinely worried.
DeleteLike many, I check this blog on a regular basis. Yesterday there were 15 comments and now 35. And most of them are yours. Not just simple 1 or 2 lines but long enough, containing few hundred words, wow!
Looks like your are too much fascinated and obsessed with the tales. In a way, this can be bad and frustrating. I have been visiting this blog from 2014 and from experience I know it can be a long long wait. So get a grip man, control yourself.
And I also wish Diane will post something new before her fans go krazzzzzy.
1435/5000
DeleteHahaha quiet fellow
Thank you for caring about my mood.
Do not worry about it.
I felt and feel like encouraging Diana to continue with her work.
I wanted to contribute ideas and share some of the enthusiasm he created in me.
For a writer is quite demotivating, that all his effort hardly has repercussion.
Although it has 100,000,000,000 visits, if no one comments and is really interested in their work, demotivation begins.
We are people and we need that feedback.
I'm crazy enough and for 3 days I have to stay on the ground before leaving for the unknown, because I wanted to make Diana see that her work is impressive and that I have wanting more.
I also made it clear that it is important to take the time to do your job well. I do not care if it takes 15 months to post.
You notice that you have not read my foolishness, for I say several times that I am not in a hurry.
But thank you for your concern for my sanity.
I will continue to come in and contribute when I can think of some devilishness to share, but I go in a couple of times a day to see if there are any answers.
I'm glad to see that I'm not the only fan of Diana. I hope that I encourage her more and know that her effort does not go down in the cracks.
I also encourage you to contribute your ideas, my friend. To inspire the dark and perverse side of Diana and to surprise us all in her next adventure.
A hug, my friend. :)
Hello again,
DeleteOver the years, I found that comments section also contains interesting stuff. I have read all of your comments and also noticed where you mentioned that you could wait but found it hard to believe at the same time. Sorry, my bad.
I won't go again to repeat myself about how I adore Diane's works. But your comments/ideas are also interesting. Some I liked, some I didn't. Why don't you go write something yourself? It is always nice to have someone new with some fresh works.
I also had some ideas but when I wanted to write, I found that it takes a lot of devotion and some skill in writing. Plotting ideas is one thing but writing them as a presentable story and especially when the genre is something as this, I don't think I have that courage and skill. So I gave up.
Why I don't share my ideas? I certainly don't want to make a profit out of them and would love to see them as stories. But I believe what makes a writer special is his/her uniqueness. If I push my ideas into someone else's works, the uniqueness might be lost. Also I am not bold enough like you to make my move and suggest them on my own. Take a bow sir for that.
To make it clear, I would be very happy to share my ideas and would love to see someone is working with them. Good day to you all.
Hi sugar man !!
DeleteDo not worry, you did not have to apologize, everything was fine.
Actually, I do not enjoy developing stories, I enjoy reading them.
The important thing to contribute ideas is that thanks to these ideas, you can have someone else take a different approach on the same idea. Or create another idea from the ideas exposed.
Maybe after reading a situation, that person develops another situation with totally different nuances.
It is also important to make Diana see that she is not wasting time in sharing her work. That his effort creates faithful followers, many admirers and an army of suicides like me. XD
More important than ideas, is the way to move them to the scenes and how they are told. That's where a good idea, can become great or fail.
I wrote quite a bit, especially since I played role-playing games from a very young age. And he developed plots to involve players in making complex decisions.
Something that is very attractive to the writer, is how he will face the task of translating his thoughts into paper.
I imagine that it is also very motivating, to have acceptance and success with the publications and to see in the comments the reaction of the readers.
I've been reading erotic stories for many years. It was important for me to let Diana know that she is a special writer. It has a Don to transmit feelings and over touches a series of issues that are in the process of disappearing and distorting.
I'm glad that when you post, you have encouraged yourself to post as well.
We are two lovers of Diana's stories. Two good fans. So I invite you again if you have any mischievous ideas, or some situation write it with your words.
The idea is that it serves as documentation and expands the minds of all. We all feed on the ideas and thoughts of others.
Diana has style and personality. She will know what fits with her ideas and what things are going off limits.
Whatever you do, it will be a masterpiece and pure ART.
That you take your time, that you rest the time you need, that you mate people in your free time and have all you can have fun.
And if you want to upset your fans, we'll be here to welcome you with open arms. XD
Thanks for your time, sugar man. We are in contact by this forum. :)
I have been afan of all your stories,some really strike a cord with me.
ReplyDeleteNeedless to say I wish you wrote more,,but understand the constraints,,more so now as I have started writing my own story,somewhat influenced by your style.
I have a question if I may,,do you think it better I just post my story up onsome suitable site or should I get one ora few people to read it first and comment or make suggestions,proof read etc?
Also only site/forum i can think of that seesms suitable for this genre is MC stories,can you suggest another?
Where to publish is highly related to the specifics of the story you write. MCStories deals specifically with mind control stories. If that is not the focus of your story, it may be the wrong place. Tell a little more about the story and that will give me some ideas. There are many sites. Some generic for any stories and others focused on specific genres.
DeleteSorry i dont knoew why I said MC stories I meant to say Age Regressiion archive.
Deletethe plot is that a guy and a girl are on the run,after a robbery and pose as father and daughter ,,he has more in mind than just pretending,using various methods he turns her into the daughter he wants. I dont use any magic,sci fi just semi plausible methods,,drugs,emotional blackmail etc,,she is already very small and childlike to start. I sort of have the whole story arc,,but have only written prologue and a bit so far. I do not have any sexual action in my story(well the father will find company later!)
So I found the courage to submit the first drasft of the first chapter to the AR archive drafts folder for feedback ,tentative title "on the run"
DeleteAR archive is the place where I was first introduced to this genre. I'll certainly look for your story and hope you'll have some feedback from me. Thanks for sharing and Good luck.
DeleteThank you,I have already made some changes based on some feedback. If you check out the first chapter there in discuss/drafts I have already changed it from 12st to 3rd person. Also be aware I intend it to have some images,but at AR archive I can only post text,also it seems to mess formatting,so looks like block of text.
DeleteIf you prefer I can send a word copy ,just pop me an email at kristinam69 AT yahoo.com
khrissi in AR archive "on the run" i dont find link .pls write here
ReplyDeletehttp://www.ararchive.com/index.php?option=com_fireboard&Itemid=66&func=view&id=20464&catid=5
DeleteI put some saved story of 'Beyond The Magic Box' in http://btmbox.blogspot.in/
ReplyDeleteIf u r a writer of Beyond The Magic Box & want me to write/delete ur story fr my blog, contact me in zubinchandra.one@gmail.com
Good morning Dearing Diana !!
ReplyDeleteHere we are again, wanting to continue contributing ideas that have crossed my brain this week.
You know that I do it with the illusion of transmitting some of the enthusiasm that you have made me feel with your literary creations. Also if you are a source of inspiration.
I always say that we all feed on everyone, and maybe some of my nonsense will serve to make you better, or new situations arise in which to introduce your characters.
As I said before, take what you serve with total freedom and what does not serve you, just forget it.
I take this opportunity again to encourage the readers of your stories, to encourage you to post your feelings and ideas, because sometimes, just put, I have loved your story, is not enough.
We all like to be made interesting and constructive criticisms. It's a bit bland, to qualify us with a couple of positive adverbs. It's a bit cold.
I also understand that if 100,000 followers wrote a short comment, you would not have time to read their comments. Internet stuff ... XD
I also want to say that if I write these post, it is because I see in you, a special writer, with many virtues that I love. The truth is that I can count on the fingers of the hand, the writers I have addressed. Very few know how to transmit emotions when developing their works.
I love the characters you create, make me want to follow them and see how they unfold in the plot you lead.
I have some maxims that I would also like to discuss. I never write anything with the intention of making a profit, nor write anything with the intention of highlighting. I always write because I have an uncontrollable need to share some feeling or emotion. In this case, is to share my admiration for your creations and for the effort and care with which you wrap and adorn.
That said, I will comment on some ideas that went through my brain last night. XD
You know that you have the confidence of the world to throw me down a ravine, throw a sharp knife or shoot me with a missile launcher. You know, there is trust. XD
And also remember that I do not try to exert pressure of any kind. You read this if you feel like it, it is not an obligation. And just answer me, if you feel like it and time. I do it without expecting anything in return, only with illusion and an inner desire that has settled in me, after reading your works. XD
DeleteFor I was thinking of an embarrassing situation that a protagonist had to face, to create another story.
Then, I imagined a girl, leaving work. Coinciding in a coffee shop with a co-worker at the counter. And start talking and feeling attraction for each other.
Develop this little romance, where the boy, because he is very chivalrous, educated and extremely innocent. He is not a perverse boy, nor has dark desires with sex. Moreover, he likes poetry and is a boy with many tastes and hobbies of women.
As the months go by, the relationship goes further. And then, they decide that it would be very well, that the protagonist, go to meet the family of her boyfriend.
And this is where the action begins. Because when arriving at the house, it turns out that the boy's mother is the former director of the university where the protagonist was. And she in college, spent 5 years career, where she was denigrated and mascot the most important brotherhood of the university.
The boy's sister was the leader of that brotherhood and the main tormentor of the protagonist, along with his mother.
To say that the protagonist is very masochistic, and the dominant girls know it, but the protagonist does not talk about it openly. Enjoy in your own way the humiliations that make you go. Though no one would say so.
One of the scenes, could be developed, as the couple are sitting at a huge table where they are going to have lunch, in that presentation of the family.
And when the mother and the daughter arrive, they are awfully surprised to see the girl who humiliated so much in college.
Fear penetrates so much in the protagonist that it is without speech and even it pees on, although not much and nobody notices of this event.
The women tell the boy that he is going to enjoy the day away from the house, that women have many things to talk to each other. And the boy, agrees willingly, delighting that apparently all are going to get along with each other, since he does not perceive anything. He is a boy too innocent.
DeleteSince the boy leaves the house, women totally change their attitude and begin a relationship of severe domination, as if they are back in college and remind him of all the absurd rules she had to do when dealing with them.
These rules can be a great compendium of rituals, degrading ceremonies, ridiculous routines, and a long etc.
For some examples ..
The girls might say, "you've forgotten how you should be before us," baby eats pussies. " They put that motto to him, because it had little breast and they forced them to eat the pussy to them, when it wanted to them.
Then the girl would take off all her clothes, get down on her knees on the floor and start sucking her big toe furiously, while the girls burst into laughter.
The mother is not going to let this girl be the bride of his son, so he tells his plans openly to the protagonist, in his face.
He will tell her that she is a stupid baby, that she will never have sex with her son and that much less will marry him. That she will introduce you to real women, who know how to seduce you. In addition, she is going to move to her house and occupy a room because she has to witness how they conquer her boyfriend in her face, with her approval and above will have to adore and encourage her new girlfriend to steal her boyfriend.
She will be forced to write humiliating letters, where she encourages the girl and thanks her for making her man happy, etc.
Of course, this new girl will be fully informed of all the events by the mother and the daughter. And it turns out that this girl is an element of care and enjoys very much tormenting the protagonist.
For example, after having sex with her boyfriend secretly, she will go to the protagonist to eat her pussy and thus taste the taste of the milk of her future ex boyfriend. He will humiliate her in every possible way, making her feel displaced, pathetic, horny, and so on.
They will also end up getting married, and the protagonist will be in charge of preparing the girl for the wedding, she will bathe, pedicure, eat her pussy, dress, etc ... while they all laugh at her, and tell her how well Who will spend it on the wedding night.
DeleteThe ridiculously dressed protagonist will be in charge of wearing the rings, at the wedding, apart from being the laughingstock of the whole wedding.
This part would be the end, but there are many things that happen before arriving at these events, such as the constant festivities and visits of former college mates to the house, where there will be many humiliations for the protagonist.
It is not a question of going into details, for what is important is the evolution of the protagonists, all the verbal humiliations, the iron discipline imposed by the housewives to the protagonist, their constant humiliation, how they are moving away from Man he loves against his will, how he has to adore the girl who is going to replace him, and so on.
Of course they will punish her very often, dress her unworthily and treat her like a baby eats pussies, where all the girls will use her at will so that the protagonist gives them oral pleasure, wherever the girls ask.
An important part is the rituals, ceremonies and routines, where the day to day of the submissive will be centered and where the imagination must be exploited to make life impossible for the protagonist.
From completely controlling it at work, where you will progressively be lacking more and more to work, and will end up dismissing it.
There could be some sequence where there is a female boss or coworker, who is duly informed by the mother or daughter of the boyfriend, how to treat the employee.
In this way, they could force her to serve in the baths as a baby eats pussies. Insulate her in an office, to punish her and humiliate her for all her co-workers.
Also force her to behave very sweetly and affectionately with all her abusers, always thanking, always nodding, always asking for forgiveness and full of terror in her eyes.
Also it is necessary to mention the rewards, since the protagonist likes very much that they pamper her, humiliate her and make her do things she does not want. And those who know it make the most of it.
The story should be centered on the submissive relationship of the protagonist in facing the constant humiliations on the part of the 3 main women of his new life, a life that she thought she had left behind.
These girls are the former director of the university, the daughter of the director, who was the leader of the brotherhood and the new girlfriend of the guy who loves the protagonist.
The boy does not notice any of these situations at all, since everything is kept secret. Only the inner circle of women knows.
You can also add items that I put in other posts, but I do not want to repeat myself.
DeleteI always say that the most important thing is the powerful combination of dialogues, submissive confrontation with the whims of its rulers, how these actions are developed, the credibility and coherence of the story.
To reflect the feeling of POWER on the part of the dominators and controllers of the life of the submissive and the fear and the shame that the submissive feels, being continuously vexed and impeded by the other women.
The situation is certainly morbid, and you have to know how to play with that morbid.
All these are just elements, but I wanted to convey them, because Diana is a tremendously effective writer, to develop these kinds of situations. I am hoping that it will make life impossible for any of its protagonists, that it tries to make the most of its possible humiliation and that it gives us one of its more mature works to date.
I have seen that Diana evolves over time, and I have a crazy desire to see her next job. Like all his fans.
I remember again that there is no hurry, that I prefer a story in 2019 of Diana, so that she develops it as she accustoms.
Sure I left many nonsense in the inkwell, but more importantly, that was the situation to develop, is exposed.
If I can think of more bad things, I'll post them. Until then, a huge kiss for dearing target !!
Hows muuuuuuuuuuuuuaaaaaaaaaacks!!!
i read majority of ALLMOST similar stories in https://www.literotica.com/
DeleteHello Diane, any news for your fans? Or you are gonna be quiet this summer as well?
ReplyDeleteHave a good time and enjoy writing more. :)
Hi sugarman, I also go every day to see if there are any news. But I did not want to pressure or look impatient or something and I waited to see a comment like yours, to support it.
DeleteI hope Diana is resting, renewing ideas, accumulating desire to resume her writings with force in the not too distant future.
A blind shot, you follow the series Better Call Saul ?, I say it because they are beginning to raise the chapters of the third season and this series is very well. You know it's a spin off of Breaking Bad.
What series do you follow?
A hug for the two, bone for bullseye and for you sugarman. )
Hey triki, you don't have to visit everyday, Diane rarely posts or updates this. So visiting once in every few weeks is fine enough. Chances that you miss something is almost zero.
DeleteSecond, I don't follow "Better Call Saul" though I am a big fan of "Breaking Bad" and wish to watch this as well. Not now but may be later. I watch a lot of TV series, except horror ones. They are mostly based on loose plots and I often find them comedic - not the good kind though.
Hardly anyone will object but I think this is not the best place to discuss tv shows. There are various tv forums for respective shows with big fan base. You'll enjoy more discussing there.
And - You sound awfully "gay". Too many hugs and cuddles. Or are you a teenage girl?
Have fun and enjoy your TV shows.
Greetings Diane,
ReplyDeleteAs much as I love your blog and the stories, I must repeat the old complain. It is the frequency you post.
Your stories are fine and you are one of the best at this genre. But at the same time, you are awfully distant towards your fans.
I understand that it takes some time to write a good story and we all have a busy life. If you don't have a complete story, you can post small parts of your stories once they are done or every once in a while keep us updated about your works.
I know you never posted in small segments but very few people post complete works like you, actually you are the only one I know about. May be it is time you think about that.
Last 3 months I visited this page over 50 times and it has become frustrating. Someone above commented that frequent visits are not required, once in every few weeks is enough - may be it suits others but not me. And in your case, it is not weeks but months actually.
Your stories are highly entertaining but leaving your fans without a clue and repeatedly frustrating them is kind of cruel.
I hope you notice this and think about it. And also hope that it doesn't take months for that.