Katie yawned, stretching like a cat after a nice nap in a sunny spot, her lithe, nine year old body arching off the bed. \u00a0The fuzziness of sleep completely left her as she sat up in bed and looked around her room. \u00a0She groaned when she realized it was still dark, thinking it was ridiculous being awake at this ungodly hour of the morning. \u00a0Casting a longing glance over her shoulder at the murky outline of her pillow, she contemplated trying to catch a couple extra minutes. \u00a0It was a waste of time she knew; she’d never be able to fall back to sleep.<\/p>\n
With a heavy sigh, she threw the covers aside and sat on the edge of the bed, her feet not quite touching the floor. \u00a0The air was chilly as it caressed her bare skin and she shivered, once again longing for the warm comfort of her bed. \u00a0Naked, save for a pair of pink panties, she was sorely underdressed for her drafty attic bedroom. \u00a0On padded feet, she went to her dresser and found some pajama bottoms and a t-shirt to slip into.<\/p>\n
Lowering the trapdoor, she left her bedroom and headed downstairs for breakfast. \u00a0As she neared the kitchen, she heard the tv, the channel set to the local news station. \u00a0Her heart rate picked up a bit; the only time her mom watched the news this early in the morning was when it had snowed and there was a chance of school closings.<\/p>\n
Her mother looked up from her coffee as Katie came into the kitchen and gave her daughter a tired smile, \u00a8Might as well go back to bed, Kiddo. \u00a0School is closed.\u00a8<\/p>\n
\u00a8Yes,\u00a8 the nine year old exclaimed with a celebratory little dance that made her mother laugh and shake her head.<\/p>\n
\u00a8Go look,\u00a8 her mother said, nodding toward the door to the back porch, \u00a8it is still coming down pretty heavy.\u00a8<\/p>\n
Clambering onto the step stool by the door, she looked out at the whirling white wonder, her brilliant green eyes shining with delight. \u00a0The porch light gave the falling snow a ethereal glow that was just beautiful.<\/p>\n
\u00a8It’s so pretty, Mom!\u00a8<\/p>\n
Her mother appeared at her side, putting a loving arm around her shoulders and gave her a warm squeeze, \u00a8It is, isn’t it?\u00a8<\/p>\n
They stayed like that a few minutes, watching the snowflakes caper across the \u00a0morning air. \u00a0It was a good start to a morning.<\/p>\n
\u00a8If you are staying up,\u00a8 her mother said, eventually, \u00a8you need to do something with your hair. \u00a0Scary.\u00a8<\/p>\n
Giggling, Katie tried to fix her sleep mussed hair with her hands. \u00a0Finished, she gave her mother a questioning look. \u00a0Her mother smiled and shook her head; nope.<\/p>\n
\u00a8You need shampoo and conditioner to tame that wild thing, Kiddo,\u00a8 her mother said, \u00a8Grab a shower and I’ll put some breakfast together.\u00a8<\/p>\n
\u00a8Okay!\u00a8<\/p>\n
Katie ran up to her room, grabbed some clean underwear, and headed for the bathroom. \u00a0The upstairs was always cold in the winter, so little space heaters were placed all over the second story. \u00a0She fired one up and grimaced at the smell of burnt dust that always came when she first turned one on. \u00a0As heat began to flow from the noisy, smell contraption, she spun the hot water tap to full so the cold water in the pipes would flush out.<\/p>\n
Stripping out of her clothes, she paused to look at herself in the mirror. \u00a0Letting her eyes move up her skinny legs to her boyish hips, over the pale folds of her young girlhood, up her flat belly to the small pink nipples- no breasts yet, she was afraid. \u00a0Turning, she looked at her round backside. \u00a0She was slender, not exactly skinny. \u00a0She had knobby knees, which she hated, but her mom assured her she’d grow into them. \u00a0\u00a0Her hair was shaggy and crimson, tucked behind her ears. \u00a0She tried a smile for the mirror and it lit up her green eyes and pixish features.<\/p>\n
A very cute kid.<\/p>\n
\u00a8You look absolutely smashing, my dear girl,\u00a8 she said in her best British accent, then giggled about how bad it was.<\/p>\n
In the completely unself conscious way that only little kids could manage, she struck a bunch of silly poses in the mirror. \u00a0She was giggling and having a blast, so much so that she almost forgot about her shower.<\/p>\n
The hot water was incredible, washing away what cobwebs of sleep that still clung to her and made her feel truly ready to face the day. \u00a0With a hands full of body wash, she began to lather her lithe body. \u00a0The process ran a bit longer than necessary to promote good hygiene as an idea came to her. \u00a0Now would be a perfect time to do that thing Charlie had shown her.<\/p>\n
Just thinking about it made her heart rate pick up and a pleasant warmth spread between her thighs. \u00a0She’d have to hurry; her mother would be curious what took her so long. \u00a0Cringing at the thought of explaining what she was contemplating to her mother, she almost changed her mind.<\/p>\n
Then her hands found the soft folds of her girlhood in their ceaseless wanderings and the tingle they awakened there convinced her it was worth the risk. \u00a0The body wash made everything slippery and massaging fingers felt incredible as she played with herself. \u00a0That was what Charlie called it- playing with yourself.<\/p>\n
As she teased her blushing vagina, the pleasant warmth that blossomed in her center at the thought of playing with herself grew hotter and her juices began to run. \u00a0Her hips swayed in counter-rhythm to her caresses. \u00a0Wonderful sensations washed through her young body and she had to bite her lip to keep quiet. \u00a0Even so, soft moans escaped her, only to be swallowed up by the hiss of the shower.<\/p>\n
In a rush, her hands seemed to blur as she mashed her pussy lips under her fingers, one digit trailing into the slit to tease her tender bean. \u00a0Her little buttocks clenched and her abdominals tightened as she worked furiously to pleasure herself. \u00a0Little waves of ecstasy crashed through her, each one cresting higher than the last and smashing into her even harder. \u00a0Her little body began to move on its own accord, with its own agenda. \u00a0She squeezed her eyes shut and focused on the feeling building inside of her.<\/p>\n
She has done this some two dozen times since Charlie showed her how and she has come to recognize the curious tension that was mounting at her core. \u00a0She pictured it like an old watch, the kind you had to wind. \u00a0Her body was a watchspring slowly being wound tighter and tighter with each caress. \u00a0Charlie had called it ‘coming’ and she knew she was close to coming now.<\/p>\n
\u00a8Oh,\u00a8 she cried as an orgasm gripped her.<\/p>\n
Her body stiffened, then shook as all that build up tension exploded deep inside of her. \u00a0Suddenly weak, her legs threatened to give out on her and she leaned heavily against the wall of the shower. \u00a0Her heart knocked in her breast and she was breathing fast. \u00a0Delicious sensations washed through her, made her body feel so alive and incredible.<\/p>\n
Satisfied- for the moment, anyway- she finished her shower, taming the wild beast that had been her hair. \u00a0Dried off and dressed, she went downstairs to a kitchen full of smells that made her mouth water and her stomach grumble.<\/p>\n
\u00a8There you are,\u00a8 her mother said, seeing her, \u00a8I was beginning to think you got lost.\u00a8<\/p>\n
“Sorry,\u00a8 Katie said, with a sheepish grin, \u00a8taming the wild beast took a while.\u00a8<\/p>\n
\u00a8Yeah, you get that from your father.\u00a8<\/p>\n
A plate of eggs, bacon and toast appeared before Katie and the little girl dug in with gusto. \u00a0Everything was tasty, maybe even more so after the escapades in the shower. \u00a0Either way, she made short work of it, her spotless plate going in the dishwasher.<\/p>\n
\u00a8Well, Kiddo,\u00a8 her mother said, sipping her coffee, \u00a8Any plans for your day of freedom?\u00a8<\/p>\n
\u00a8I’ve got a yard full of snow calling my name.\u00a8<\/p>\n
Her mother laughed, \u00a8Maybe you can hit the driveway while you are at it.\u00a8<\/p>\n
Katie gave her a look and her mother laughed harder, holding her hands up in defeat, \u00a8Can’t blame me for trying, right? \u00a0Hopefully, the kid up the street needs a new video game and wants some cash.\u00a8<\/p>\n
———————————————- Exhausted from a day of frolicking in the snow, Kati was stretched out on her back on her bed, listening to music when a beep from her Ipad let her know she had a message. \u00a0She checked and it was from Charlie, her online friend.<\/p>\n It read: \u00a0Want to play?<\/strong><\/p>\n She cast a glance at the trapdoor, not that she could magically tell if her mother would come a calling.<\/p>\n She typed: Maybe a little.<\/strong><\/p>\n What are you wearing?<\/strong><\/p>\n Katie giggle, thought, typical Charlie. \u00a0She typed: Jeans and a t-shirt.<\/strong><\/p>\n Show me.<\/strong><\/p>\n Feeling naughty and enjoying the thrill, she enabled the Ipad’s webcam. \u00a0Suddenly, there was Charlie’s face on the screen and she knew she could see her too. \u00a0Charlie was short for Charlene, her nickname. \u00a0Katie had been pleasantly surprised when the ‘guy’ she’d met online turned out to be a woman.<\/p>\n You look very pretty, Ashley. \u00a0I really like your shirt.<\/strong><\/p>\n She giggled, but not from the compliment. \u00a0Poor Charlie, she didn’t know her real name or anything about her. \u00a0Everything she had told her was made up. \u00a0Something had told her to lie to her when she started talking to her on a kids only forum. \u00a0Her mother had warned her about meeting people on the internet; not all of them wanted nice things for her.<\/p>\n Turned out, Charlie was one of those people her mother warned her about. \u00a0She had guessed her game early on but had decided to play, anyway. \u00a0At first, it had been kind of funny, her clumsy, heavy handed attempts to woo her. \u00a0Still was, really, but it has become more than a joke to her. \u00a0Somewhere along the way, she started liking the attention she gave her, started liking the games they played. \u00a0Which is why she let herself push the envelope further and further, did more things for her.<\/p>\n Thanks<\/strong>, \u00a0she typed, I missed you.<\/strong><\/p>\n She used to say things like that to keep Charlie writing, but now she actually meant it. \u00a0A week had passed since their last online meeting.<\/p>\n I missed you, too. \u00a0I got the pictures you sent. \u00a0They were so sexy. \u00a0You are so sexy. \u00a0I wish I could see you in person.<\/strong><\/p>\n \u00a0Smiling, she typed, Me, too. \u00a0I did that thing you taught me in the shower today.<\/strong><\/p>\n \u00a0What thing would that be? Say it for me.<\/strong><\/p>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Leaning forward, she said into the microphone quietly, \u00a8I played with myself in the shower just like you taught me.\u00a8<\/p>\n Did you come?<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/strong>With a mischievous grin, she nodded. \u00a0Charlie’s eyes sparkled and she knew she had excited her. \u00a0Her cheeks flushed and she swallowed hard.<\/p>\n Can you show me?<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/strong>\u00a0This wasn’t the first time Charlie had asked her to play with herself for her, nor would it be the first time she said yes.<\/p>\n She cast another glance at the trapdoor, her heart racing in her breast. \u00a0That jittery feeling she got when she was misbehaving and could get caught flooded into her. \u00a0The risk made it all the more exciting. \u00a0A faint glow of heat spread between her thighs and her nipples stiffened under the thin cotton of her t-shirt.<\/p>\n Usually, she just pulled her pants and underwear down when she did this for Charlie, but she was jazzed up and wanted to throw caution to the wind. \u00a0She propped the Ipad up so she could free her hands, made sure Charlie had a nice view, then stripped out of all of her clothing. \u00a0Completely naked, she let her gaze caress her bare skin. \u00a0Like her eyes had weight, she could feel them roaming over her young body.<\/p>\n \u00a0You are a naughty girl, Ashley. \u00a0I love that about you.<\/strong><\/p>\n Pleased that she was pleased, Kati stretched out on her back, her head propped up so she could see Charlie’s reaction. \u00a0Spreading her legs wide, she gave her an unobstructed view of her pretty pussy, its bald folds and slit. \u00a0Charlie’s attention was fixed on her, just the way she liked it.<\/p>\n \u00a0I AM a naughty girl<\/em>, Katie thought, grinning like the cat who ate the canary.<\/p>\n Her small hand slipped down her stomach and into the junction of her thighs, where it found and teased her tender bud. \u00a0She was so excited that she moaned almost instantly, her hips gyrating. \u00a0The feel of Charlie’s hot gaze only made her more aroused.<\/p>\n The first few times she played with herself for Charlie she had faked her excitement, hamming it up for the camera. \u00a0She acted like the bimbos in the videos she sent her to watch, pretending to like touching herself.<\/p>\n The about the fourth or fifth time, she noticed it did actually feel good and the more she did it, the better it felt. \u00a0It was on the seventh time, that she had her first orgasm. \u00a0So intense was the sensation, it had scared her a little. \u00a0Charlie had to explain what had happened to her, that it was an incredible, wonderful thing. \u00a0She wasn’t convinced.<\/p>\n The next two times she had been scared to push her body to that point again, shied away when the tension started building. \u00a0Finally, Charlie convinced her to climax again. \u00a0This time it was nice, not scary because she was expecting it.<\/p>\n After that, she was hooked. \u00a0She’d play with herself even when Charlie wasn’t watching, usually at night before falling asleep. \u00a0They say practice makes perfect…Well, she was getting pretty good at it. \u00a0Her fingers knew how to awaken the coiled beast inside of her, to send it raging through her.<\/p>\n A message appeared on the screen: How does that feel?<\/strong><\/p>\n Around a moan, she breathed, \u00a8Awesome.\u00a8<\/p>\n Her hips undulating out of control, she continued to rub her sensitive sex. \u00a0Coming fast and shallow, her breaths raced with her sprinting heart, trying to be the quickest. \u00a0A faint sheen of sweat covered her body from her exertion. \u00a0Soft animal sounds of excitement escaped her parted lips.<\/p>\n Feeling Charlie’s growing excitement, she opened her eyes and looked at the screen. \u00a0She knew from past experience that she was playing with herself while watching her do the same. \u00a0Making eye contact through the camera, she focused on coming. \u00a0The now familiar tension started building in her and she mouthed, \u00a8I’m coming.\u00a8<\/p>\n Then she did, her back arching off the bed as a climax ripped through her. \u00a0It nearly shook her to pieces, then she collapsed back to the bed like a rag doll. \u00a0For a moment, she forgot about Charlie, basking in the glorious feel of her post-orgasmic body. \u00a0She stretched like a cat in a sunny spot, loving how she felt.<\/p>\n Glancing at the screen, she saw Charlie had written: WOW<\/strong>.<\/p>\n ————————————– \u00a8Are you okay,\u00a8 her mother asked, raising an eyebrow, \u00a8you’ve been squirming all meal long.<\/p>\n Hoping she didn’t look as guilty as she felt, Katie said, \u00a8I’m okay.\u00a8<\/p>\n Her mother gave her a long look, then shrugged, \u00a8If you say so. \u00a0You finished?”<\/p>\n Katie nodded, pushing her plate away. \u00a0In truth, she was in a bit of discomfort in a really uncomfortable place and it was killing her appetite. \u00a0All she wanted to do was go upstairs and lay on her bed without moving.<\/p>\n “Alright. \u00a0Put your dishes in the sink, then you can go play.\u00a8<\/p>\n Thankful the meal was over, she did as she was told. \u00a0It took all of her concentration not to wince with every step she took but she made it out the kitchen. \u00a0Out of sight of her mother, she grimaced as she walked upstairs to the bathroom. \u00a0Closing and locking the door- against the rules of the house- she gingerly pulled down her pants and underwear. \u00a0She grimaced at the red spot on the panty liner she had stolen from her mother’s supply.<\/p>\n At least this one was much smaller than last the one last night. \u00a0Only a couple drops.<\/p>\n With a deep breath to summon her courage, she bent her knees and twisted her body so she could see her sore pussy. \u00a0The soft pink folds were blushed but unharmed. \u00a0Gently, she reached between her thighs and spread them to reveal the red, irritated hole where her hymen used to be. \u00a0She looked at its loss with a curious mix of emotions: sadness, fear, pride, and a few she couldn’t place.<\/p>\n Only nine and she’d popped her cherry.<\/p>\n Charlie’s \u00a0words for what she had done last night-popped her cherry.<\/p>\n Curious, she used her free hand to touch the opening to her young vagina. \u00a0She hissed as she touched the still tender flesh, but her finger met no resistance as it slipped inside of her. \u00a0All the way to the knuckle. \u00a0In the mirror, her index finger was gone, disappeared completely inside of her. \u00a0It looked crazy.<\/p>\n \u00a8Oh, boy.” she said out loud, not sure what to make of the whole situation.<\/p>\n The events of last night played again in her mind\u2026<\/p>\n …Will this work?” Katie asked, holding up a fat bodied Sharpie. \u00a0She sat on her bed, with her Ipad propped up so she could see Charlie’s face on her screen. \u00a0Wearing just a pair of\u00a0white panties and nothing else, she was dressed for bed. \u00a0In fact, she should already be asleep. \u00a0It was way past her bedtime, nearly midnight. \u00a0She’s been playing with Charlie for nearly three hours now.<\/p>\n Charlie said, nodded, “That’s perfect.”<\/p>\n “And you want me to put this in my spot,” Katie repeated, dubiously.<\/p>\n \u00a8Once you pop your cherry, playing with yourself will feel even better,\u00a8 she said, with a half sick smile, \u00a8Trust me.\u00a8<\/p>\n \u00a8I don’t know,\u00a8 Katie said, looking at the marker, \u00a8Will it hurt?\u00a8<\/p>\n \u00a8Yeah, it’s going to hurt a little the first time. \u00a0I won’t lie to you about that.\u00a8<\/p>\n \u00a8Maybe I shouldn’t,\u00a8 she said, pressing her thighs together at the thought of any pain in such a sensitive place.<\/p>\n \u00a8It only hurts the first time, Ashley, baby. \u00a0After that, it’ll feel really good.\u00a8<\/p>\n A few more exchanges later and she was talked into it. \u00a0She shimmied out of her panties, tossed them aside. \u00a0Naked, she positioned herself so Charlie could watch her do it, her skinny legs spread wide for her. \u00a0As usual, her gaze was hot on her little body and it made her shiver deliciously.<\/p>\n \u00a8Got the oil,\u00a8\u00a0Charlie asked, her voice thick with excitement. \u00a0When\u00a0Katie held it up for her to see, she said, \u00a8Good. \u00a0Spread a good bit on the marker. \u00a0You want it good and slick. \u00a0It’ll hurt less that way.\u00a8<\/p>\n She greased up the marker, which was nearly twice as fat as a normal Sharpie. \u00a0It felt big in her hand and a twinge of apprehension worked its way through her. \u00a0Would it even fit in her little pussy?<\/p>\n \u00a8Spread yourself open so I can see,” she said, and she spread her pussy lips with her free hand.<\/p>\n With her direction, she lined the smooth, rounded bottom of the marker up with her hymen, the\u00a0baby oil\u00a0cold again her skin. \u00a0Slowly, she pressed again the membrane. \u00a0There was the pain she had promised and she grimaced. \u00a0It didn’t \u00a0give way, so she had to press harder and tears welled in her eyes.<\/p>\n \u00a8Oww, oww,\u00a8 she said, stopped pushing.<\/p>\n \u00a8I know, baby,\u00a8 Charlie said, her voice soothing, \u00a8Just a little harder, sweety.\u00a8<\/p>\n Biting her lip, she pressed the marker to her girlhood once again, harder. \u00a0It really hurt and she was about to give up and not go through with it, even though she had made a promise to Charlie. \u00a0Then, there was a sharp pinch of pain and the Sharpie pushed through her hymen. \u00a0The lotion eased its way and it slipped deep inside of her. \u00a0Much deeper than she was prepared for and she cried out in pain and surprise.<\/p>\n \u00a8Well done, Ashley,\u00a8 Charlie exclaimed, her eyes on the marker sticking out of her bleeding pussy.<\/p>\n \u00a0\u00a8I did it,\u00a8 she asked, looking down at herself. \u00a0She didn’t need her answer to know that she had popped her cherry.<\/p>\n \u00a8You are no longer a girl, but a young lady,\u00a8 she said, her voice funny with excitement, \u00a8Congratulations.\u00a8<\/p>\n She wasn’t exactly sure what she meant by that statement but she grinned, anyway.<\/p>\n \u00a8How does \u00a0it feel,” she asked.<\/p>\n \u00a8Big,\u00a8 she said and made her laugh. \u00a0It was the truth, though. \u00a0The marker was stretching her inside, filling her up.<\/p>\n \u00a8Can you move it a little?\u00a8<\/p>\n Slowly, she pulled it back out, then pushed it back in. \u00a0There was a slight pinch from her torn flesh, but it felt incredible. \u00a0An excited little laugh that was part moan escaped her. \u00a0She bit her lip and thrust the marker in and out a few slow strokes. \u00a0Each one drew a sigh from her parted lips.<\/p>\n \u00a8I can tell you like that.\u00a8 Charlie said<\/p>\n \u00a8Yeah,\u00a8 she said in a breathy whisper. \u00a0She closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensation of the Sharpie slipping in and out of her pussy. \u00a0Very aroused, her body was a nest of screaming nerve endings, begging for the marker to move faster. \u00a0Happy to oblige, her hand moved faster and she writhed ecstatically. \u00a0Moaning, her slender hips bucking, she fucked herself with the pen, not even knowing that was what she was doing. \u00a0All she knew was it felt really good and didn’t want to stop.<\/p>\n \u00a8Can you get on your hands and knees and do that for me?\u00a8 Charlie asked, her voice shaky with excitement.<\/p>\n Familiar with this position because Charlie liked her to pose like this, she got to her hands and knees, her ass up in the air. \u00a0Reaching between her thighs, she grasped the marker. \u00a0It took a minute, but she found her rhythm, again. \u00a0Experimenting, she found she could push her hips back as the pen came forward and this felt incredible. \u00a0It drew excited animal sounds from her \u00a0as the Sharpie bit deep into her hot, slick pussy.<\/p>\n She was so excited, her juices mingle with a little blood from her torn hymen, ran down her thighs and onto the bed.<\/p>\n It came so fast that her orgasm startled her and she gasped in surprise. \u00a0She could feel her vaginal muscles flutter around the shaft of the marker, a curious feeling. \u00a0Her body shook with ecstasy and those happy-feel-good sensations ebbed through her\u2026<\/p>\n \u00a0…Now, standing in the bathroom, she slipped her finger from her vagina, let her pussy lips close. \u00a0Pulling her panties up, she wondered how women could wear pantyliners. \u00a0It was uncomfortable against her skin, bulky \u00a0and annoying.<\/p>\n Hopefully, she wouldn’t need it tomorrow.<\/p>\n She had used the marker on herself two more times last night, having explosive orgasms both times, for a total of three. \u00a0When she woke up this morning, she realized she had overdone it. \u00a0Sore in her upper thighs and buttocks, very sore in the junction of her thighs, she was miserable.<\/p>\n Dressed, she went up to her room to lie down. \u00a0When she saw the bloodstain on her sheets, her heart skipped \u00a0a beat. \u00a0How would she explain it to her mother?<\/p>\n \u00a8A package came for you.\u00a8<\/p>\n Dropping her backpack by the door, Katie shrugged out of her coat and said, \u00a8For me? What is it?\u00a8<\/p>\n \u00a8I didn’t open it. \u00a0Maybe it is a birthday gift. \u00a0It’s only a few days away.\u00a8 Her mother said, handing her the simple brown box.<\/p>\n Excited, Katie started to open the box, then stopped when she noticed the return address. \u00a0Her heart skipped a beat and she nearly dropped the package. \u00a0There above an address in Iowa was Charlie’s name.<\/p>\n How did she figure out my address<\/em>, Katie thought, frantically, and how does she know my real name? \u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n She never told her either bit of personal information, telling her her name was Ashley and that she was from Pittsburgh. \u00a0As far as she knew, she hadn’t slipped up and given away a clue to her real name and address. \u00a0So how had she sent her a package?<\/p>\n \u00a8Well, open it, Kiddo. \u00a0Let’s see what you got.\u00a8<\/p>\n Her stomach sank at the thought of what could be in the box. \u00a0What perverted thing had Charlie sent to her? \u00a0She glanced at her mother’s expecting face, then at the present. \u00a0A cold grip of panic squeezed her. \u00a0Like Pandora’s Box, this construction of cardboard had the potential to ruin her world.<\/p>\n Feeling like a prisoner being marched to the gallows for execution, she popped the tape and removed it. \u00a0With a deep breath, she opened the flaps and saw what doom awaited her. \u00a0She had cringed, expecting the worst, but her fears went unrealized. \u00a0Inside was an ornately carved wooden box. \u00a0It was delicate and pretty when she fished it out of the box and looked at it closer.<\/p>\n \u00a8That’s a very pretty jewelry box,” her mother said, coming to her side to admire it, “A very grown up gift for my growing up girl.<\/p>\n \u00a8It’s beautiful.\u00a8 Katie said, her voice a little uncertain. \u00a0Adrenaline was still rushing through her. \u00a0The feeling that she had somehow dodged a bullet overcame her.<\/p>\n “Well, take it up to you room and get out of your uniform.\u00a8 \u00a0Her mother said, squeezing her shoulder.<\/p>\n Happy to oblige, she scooped up her backpack and her gift and ran upstairs. \u00a0In her room, she plopped on her bed, admiring the jewelry box. \u00a0It was the nicest gift anyone had ever given her. \u00a0Even the fact that perverted old Charlie knew where she lived couldn’t ruin the moment for her.<\/p>\n Opening it, she was surprised to see that the inside of the box wasn’t as deep as she expected. \u00a0Compared to the height of the box, it was very shallow. \u00a0Frowning, she turned it this way and that, but her first impression was correct; the outside dimensions and the inner dimensions didn’t add up.<\/p>\n An old spy movie she had watched popped into her head and she wondered if the box had a false bottom or a hidden compartment. \u00a0She looked around the outside but she couldn’t spot a seam out of place. \u00a0When she probed the bottom on the inside, the piece of wood that created it shifted. \u00a0It lifted out to reveal Charlie’s real gift, an oblong rectangle wrapped in pretty paper. \u00a0It rattle and something thumped back and forth when she gently shook it.<\/p>\n Curiosity got the better of her and she opened her gift in a hurry. \u00a0Three things were inside the box; a gold necklace with a cute little heart pendant, a folded up piece of notebook paper, and what appeared to be a rubber peepee.<\/p>\n A dildo, it was called. \u00a0At least that was what Charlie called it when she said she wanted to send her one. \u00a0She had said it would be a bad idea, that her mother always got the mail. \u00a0What she had meant was she didn’t want her having her real address.<\/p>\n Picking it up, she giggled. \u00a0It looked like she was holding a boy’s thingy. \u00a0About six inches long and marbled with fake veins, it looked realistic. \u00a0The shaft was a little thicker than her Sharpie but the material was softer, more flexible.<\/p>\n She wondered what it would feel like inside of her.<\/p>\n Setting it aside, she opened the the folded paper and \u00a0found script written in a shaky hand:<\/p>\n Dear Ashley( or Katie),<\/p>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 I just wanted to write to tell you\u00a0our friendship is coming to an end. \u00a0I’m going away for a while, won’t be able to keep in touch. \u00a0I’m glad to have met you and have cherished the time we spent together. \u00a0Your smile has kept me warm on many nights.<\/p>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 I’ve known who you are for sometime now, but don’t worry. \u00a0I won’t be showing up on your doorstep. \u00a0Not for ten to twelve years anyway. \u00a0Not even then. \u00a0You were right not to trust me, although I could never harm you. \u00a0I love you too much.<\/p>\n The necklace is my heart, which will always belong to you.<\/p>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Your Internet Friend,<\/p>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Charlie<\/p>\n Close to tears, Katie read the note again. \u00a0Her words were so heartfelt and starkly written. \u00a0She had loved her, in her own twisted sort of way. \u00a0Feeling her heart break, she realized she had become quite fond of her, too. \u00a0Maybe not romantic love like she professed but the love of a close friend.<\/p>\n Katie yawned, stretching like a cat after a nice nap in a sunny spot, her lithe, nine year old body arching off the bed. \u00a0The fuzziness of sleep completely left her as she sat up in bed and looked around … Continue reading
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