This choice: First we have to sign you in • Go Back...Chapter #9"First we have to sign you in!" by: Unknown The much larger nuns each have a grip on Jessy’s upturned wrists as they practically carry her along with them up the steps and into the formidable-looking inner halls of the private school for girls. She can get no traction on the polished marble floors in her fuzzy bunny suit footies, and they easily sweep her along with them past laughing students and instructors and to the admissions desk. Jessy is positively adorable as she plaintively begs for them to stop in her little voice, “I’m a grown woman!”, she cries.
“Of course you are, dear! Now you be a big girl while Sister Beatrice and I get you checked-in. I don’t want to see your hand touching down there again and you need to stand still beside me while we wait for your papers to go through. Now, we’re just going to call you “Jessy Doe” until we make sure about your real name, okay dear?”
Jessica is squirming now, rubbing her knees together, she so badly needs to wee, and she gets angry when the nuns won’t let her use the bathroom while they process her into the school as a temporary ward of the state, “It’s Jessica Summers, I tell you! I am a grown-up woman, and what you are committing false imprisonment by locking me up in here! I’m telling you: I’m the victim of identity theft at the mall! You’ve GOT to listen to me, and most of all, you need to LET ME USE THE GODDAMN BATHROOM ALREADY!”.
A stunned silence falls over the entire front desk area and the surrounding environs. The nuns look positively shocked and neither moves an inch, until suddenly, the big nun next to her picks Jessy up by her upper arms and begins shaking her around like a rag doll, “What did you just say?!? Did you just say the Lord’s name in vain? ANSWER ME!”. Jessy can’t help but wet herself a little from sheer fright as her entire body is jostled around. She is still discombobulated when the nun sets her down again on her feet long enough to display a ruler and tells Jessy to hold out her palm for her punishment.
Jessy refuses, and this seems to really set the nun off. She grasps Jessy around her waist and hoists her so that she has a clear aim at her fuzzy bunny bottom, then starts wailing on her perky rear so that Jessy is frantically thrashing around, trying to escape, and begins screaming from the blows, right in front of everyone. The other nuns and school personnel seem to treat it as something they commonly see: just another unruly child acting out, and pay her cries for help no heed, as the nun then growls, “Sister Beatrice, if you can finish up here, I am going to take little Jessy and get her familiar with her new home.”
The nun checking them in (Sister Beatrice) looks back and agrees, “Of course, Sister Emily. I’ll be along shortly, and intend on helping you with the corrections of our new charge.” Sister Beatrice smiles back, and Jessy is led deeper into the ominous castle-like school in the cute bunny costume, everyone’s first view of her is an indelibly adorable one, much to her ultimate chagrin.
Sister Emily drags the sobbing Jessy along in her bunny outfit with damp crotch, still failing to gain any footing on the marble flooring as she passes classes of girls that erupt into laughter when they see her, and finally to:
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