| Innocence Cont. �Sure,� Jade grinned. �This is going to be more fun than I thought. Demi is going to kill me�� �Lesson number one� always keep a guy thinking about the regions below his waist�that way you can really screw him up,� lectured jade as she pulled out some clothing for Rascal to try on. �You want me to wear that? Mother would kill me if she saw me wearing anything even remotely close to that.� �Oh, let�s be adventurous!� �Okay,� Rascal agreed. The top was a tight belly-button-showing black tank and the bottom was a skirt long enough to be modest but had slits running all the way up to her hips. The shoes were knee high boots. �I can�t go to school in this!� �Okay let�s try something a little more modest.� agreed Jade coolly. Rascal put the next outfit on and looked in the mirror. The top was a black spaghetti strap tummy-showing tank. The pants were tight on the top and flared out with flames on the bottom. Her shoes were high-heeled boots. �That�s a little better, but the pant�s are too tight and my top half feels naked,� complained Rascal. �You�ll get used to it.� Jade said, shaking her head at the modesty of this child. �Anyway, you don�t have time to change, we have to go.� �Damn,� thought rascal. �Watch your language,� Jade scolded. �Not you too! Why can�t I read yours or my mother�s mind but I can everyone else�s?� complained Rascal. �Because we know how to block against it and when you�re old enough you will be taught the same,� Jade replied dragging rascal to the car. �Oh.� Jade watched as her niece walked up the school steps. The boys were all staring with their mouths open. Most were openly ogling Rascal, and some were getting slapped by a girl next to them. She also noticed that rascal, in all her innocence didn�t notice. �That child has always been different from all of us. I wonder what she really is� Bonne Chance, moi petit infant.� (Good Luck, My little Child) Jade glanced back once more before she drove off. �That school doesn�t know what hit it.� |
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