"It's off to St Mary's for you." Mrs, Bradley declared.
"What?" Jessica demanded, still not understanding how this could be legal.
"It's for the best." Mrs. Oswald agreed. "Even if her parents don't agree. With her attitude she'd be sent there soon enough."
"It's a good thing that I'm never without the forms." Mrs. Bartholomew agreed. "I just never know when I'll meet a deserving young miss to commit there. If the two of you will witness them?"
"But... But this is crazy!" Jessica protested. "You can't just do that! I'm too old for school! I'm a graduate with a degree..."
Jessica's voice trailed off as it became apparent that the women were ignoring her. Mrs. Bartholomew made a few entries on a form, then the other two signed it.
"But I only look young because of these clothes!" Jessica insisted. "Mrs. Bradley insisted that I wear them while my own clothes are in the wash."
"Quite right." Mrs. Bartholomew agreed. "Why if I found you wandering naked around a stranger's house I'd have no choice but to commit you to the reform school."
"I really shouldn't let her out of the house in those clothes." Mrs. Bradley noted.
"That's fine." Mrs. Oswald said. "She won't be the first girl to arrive there wearing nothing but a red bottom."
"A red bottom?" Jessica asked in confusion.
"Yes, she should have that." Mrs. Bartholomew agreed. "Cynthia, is Mother's Little Helper on its hook?"
Mrs. Bradley fixed Jessica with a look. Jessica knew that the woman was picturing Jessica getting her naked bottom whipped with that razor strap.
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