The Good Girl

            Stephanie read her history text:

                      "The Julian calendar  had an error of eleven minutes.
                      Pope Gregory set the date back 10 days to correct the
                      error in the Gregorian Calendar. Nevertheless, some
                      countries never adopted the Gregorian Calendar and
                      a difference on 13 days separated the two calendars.
                      The Gregorian Calendar eliminated the leap year every
                      hundred years except when the year is divisible by 400, such
                      as the years 1600 and 2012. Russia and Greece still
                      follow the Julian Calender. .. "

      The little lady adjusted her pink bow in her ponytail. She stood up
      and walked about her room in her knee high white stockings on the
      tip of her toes. Stephanie let her white blouse slip off in front of her three
      full length mirrors. Her plaid skirt slipped to the floor. She stood on her toes
      with only her white knee high stockings and pink bow left for dressing.
      "I like my breasts." said Stephanie as she fingered her hard nipples.
      "This is such a windy night. .. Maybe, a little fresh breeze will freshen
      things up." She opened the sash window a crack and let the cool night
      breeze caress her slender body.

            Her mouth became dry with excitement. "I mustn't make
      any noise. My parents will be angry and whip me." She bit on her finger
      nails and rubbed herself. She knew that she was not to touch
      herself like that. It was wrong and she would be whipped. But, she rubbed
      harder and squeezed her peach until a small puddle grew at her feet.
      "Oh. I must wipe this stain away." But, how? Her mother would discover
      the soil in the laundry. Stephanie was desperate. She was a good Italian
      Catholic girl. She just made a little puddle.

            She knelt down on all fours and licked it up. She had to get every drop.
      Momma or poppa would find it. Her eyes were peeled wide open for any
      evidence of her naughtiness. It was clean .  Stephanie sat back on her
      knees and looked into her mirror. Her momma and poppa would never know.
      She made a big toothy smile.

              "I love you Stephanie." a boys voice said from the window.
      Stephanie's heart pounded. She spun about on the floor. It was the boy,
      who lived next door, Elton. "Shhhhhhhhh. Don't wake my parents." she
      crawled over to the window and let the boy in. He kissed her and ran his
      hands over her naked breasts and dripping peach. Stephanie was terrified;
      her parents would kill her. But, she wanted to be touched and Elton was
      her best friend. They were lovers in her bed amongst all her teddy bears.
      "I'm in big trouble Elton." she whispered. Elton kissed her gently.

              "Nothing this good can be all that bad" he whispered back.

       
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