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I picked up the phone, unsure of what I should do next. I knew Momma
Gina would do as she always did. She would ask if I was sure about this,
then back me up no matter what I chose to do.
But my sister Erika had gone out on her own. Become a wandering Cougar
without a declared kitten. Sure she was interested but until her last
two years of wander lust away from home she'd never really taken a
kitten of her own.
And then she comes home with three. And to make matters worse they were
all strays. Stray kittens have to be handled with such care. It takes
time and patience to properly teach a kitten. And in the years we'd
spent at the Academy we saw a lot of examples where four years just
wasn't enough time. Or Cougars lost patience waiting on the schools
teaching schedule thereby ruining good kittens that had to be bought and
traded to other Cougars who were more patient. Truth was most of those
damaged kittens had been kept and pampered waiting to be old enough for
the Academy.
Some had been left in the care of employed staff who neglected them or
abused them in ways the cougar would never find out about.
I'd talked about this with Erika before, but I didn't want Momma Gina
involved unless she needed to be.
I pressed the send button after pulling up her number. I knew she hadn't
gotten out to her farm yet. I'd just passed her on her way to drop her
kittens off at school.
"Marissa? Good morning. To what do I owe this pleasure."
"I kind of have a favor to ask. Could you meet over on Kettlewood St?" I
asked.
"Have you decided then?" Erika asked. And I could hear the wheels on her
SUV squeal as she turned a corner.
"I'm meeting the realtor in thirty minutes. I was kind of hoping for
some moral support."
"Kettlewood? That's the old juvenile detention facility," Erika reminded
me. "It's been empty since long before we ever heard of it."
"Look Sis, I'm going to do this whether you want to help or not. I just
thought you might come and give me a bit of moral support that's all." I
was so flustered I just hung up the phone before I could start to cry.
"Keep it together, keep it together," I told myself as I stepped through
the broken out front glass door. The pieces of glass crunching under the
toe of my high heel. I remembered how they had echoed off the walls the
last time I was here. and had worn a wider cushioned heel that didn't
make any noise.
I knew the reason I was here so early, it had nothing to do with
punctuality. It had to do with the second floor bathroom. And the
clothes and other things that had been left hastily behind. I just knew
it had to be young girls by the tidiness of the messes. She was almost
there when her cell phone rang. In her hurry to answer it she almost
missed them, as they bolted out the door heading to the other end of the
hallway to escape down that set of stairs.
"Going somewhere girls?" she heard Erika ask over the cell phone. "You
know it's awfully dangerous for young girls to be hiding in here. now
how about we go back up the stairs and say hello to my sister who would
like to meet you I'm sure."
"Erika, please don't scare them. I just want to talk to them and make
sure they aren't hiding from someone like Crystal," Marissa said.
The five young girls all between ten and twelve walked meekly in front
of Erika as they returned to the bathroom where Marissa stood waiting.
"We're sorry we were trespassing Ma'am. Please don't call the cops.
Please," they begged.
"Now who said anything about the cops? Erika did you say anything about
calling the cops?"
"No not me. I'd never call the cops on such pretty little kittens."
"K, Kittens?" they could see it in their eyes. A glimmer of hope. A
spark of recognition.
"Girls, I'm meeting the realtor in a few minutes to buy this place. Do
you know what this place used to be?" I asked them.
They shook their heads no.
"This was one of several state run juvenile facilities for young girls
who got into trouble. Runaways and orphans that no one wanted." It went
into ruins after they gave up trying to rehabilitate them." I told the
girls. "Now I'm buying it to turn it into a sort of halfway house. a
place where young girls can come to escape the cruelties of the streets
and learn to be kittens before they go to the Academy. Where they can
find responsible cougars to care for them as it should be." I paused to
let that sink in.
"Do you know anyone that might want to have a place like that, a safe
place where they didn't have to fight for scraps of food or worry about
being raped and murdered in their sleep?"
They just looked at me like I'd guessed their every fear. I heard the
realtor pull into the circle drive.
"We're going to go down and sign the papers, then we're going to go get
something to eat if anyone is interested." I turned and walked back to
the stairs. Erika following behind me.
"Marissa? What are you doing/ you know they're going to bolt and run the
minute we step outside."
"Maybe, but you don't know what it was like living in the streets,
hiding, always looking for a safe place to sleep or a scrap of food." I
held up my finger to say just go with it. she knew I hadn't grown up on
the streets. But those girls didn't.
As I haggled over price and pointed out the run down state and the high
cost to fix it up I noticed the girls one by one coming outside to stand
by my car. They'd obviously taken time to freshen up a bit, and put on
their best clothes. They'd done their hair but either hadn't done their
makeup or didn't have any.
Erika took out her cell phone. "Aunt Tiffany? Hi I was wondering if
Caroline was available to do lunch today?"
"She doesn't do make overs for horses, Erika." Our Aunt told her and I
almost giggled out loud.
"I know that, but you see Marissa has this nice new place that Caroline
might be interested in opening a small satellite shop in." Erika told
her.
"Does it have running water? I can handle not having hot water I have a
portable heater. How many girls are we talking?" Caroline was obviously
very excited about the prospect.
"Five for now, but who knows," she told our adoptive cousin.
"Great, I'll call Cynthia. She can bring some new outfits."
"Looks like the makeup and fashion show is on its way." Announced Erika.
"Oh hey Caroline, we're going to take the prospective young kittens to
lunch. Why don't you guys get set up and we'll have them ready to be
pampered when we get back."
"So how long have you girls been living up there?" I asked them.
"Almost a year. The hot water still works. It's a government facility so
they keep the heat on just enough to keep it from freezing up in the
winter. But we didn't know it used to be no juvie place."
"My name is Marissa Tyler," I introduced myself. "And you are?"
None of them answered me, "That's ok, I understand." I pulled into the
local McDonalds, and we got out to go in and eat.
"You girls get out of here," the manager said. "We don't need no
homeless trash in here."
"Excuse me, I know you weren't refusing to allow my girls to enter your
restaurant. Or to serve them."
"I sure am lady."
"Have they ever broken any laws or committed any crimes in your
establishment?"
"Well no, but I still don't want them in here."
"Hello, yes we need a news crew at the McDonalds. On Lynnwood and Palmer
Ave, the manager is refusing to serve five young girls on the grounds he
believes them to be homeless." Before Erika could hang up two police
cars pulled into the lot.
"What's the problem?"
"I don't want those girls in my place."
"Are they committing any crimes?"
"Well no not yet."
"Ok, sorry ladies you can't come in here. This restaurant is now closed
to everyone. Johnny you go inside and start clearing out the people.
That includes employees."
"You can't do that."
"I just did, read your business license agreement. You cannot refuse
anyone access unless they are breaking the law or have a history of
doing so in your establishment."
Chuckling I said, "Come on I like Stuckey's better." We got back into
the car and drove away.
"How'd you know he was going to do that?" asked the redhead.
"It's too close to the building for there not to be any bags in the
trash. Plus you all looked worried when I suggested it."
"Man I wish Danielle was here, she'd have loved to seen that show."
"Danielle? Kind of short, skinny. Nice legs, Trans-Gendered?"
"You've seen her? Is she ok? Where is She?"
"Easy, calm down. She's at school right now."
"School? No way, that bitch don't like school."
We passed Grace on our way to Stuckey's she looked in a hurry, "Oh man
that's our meal ticket."
"Yeah that lady's been dropping off food out back and leaving every
day." Said one of the brunettes.
"That Lady is Danielle's Cougar," Erika informed the girls as she
reached for her cell phone.
"Hey Grace, are you carrying Five meals to the abandoned Juvie on
Kettlewood?" she asked.
"You know about that?"
"How about you meet us at Stuckey's? Danielle's little friends are with
us." She informed Grace.
"Really? They never let me see themselves. And here you got them to go
to Stuckey's. I'm jealous." She giggled into the phone. "I'll be there
in a few minutes please don't wait to order. I'm sure they're hungry."
The wait staff at Stuckey's eagerly found us a seat, and passed out
menus to everyone. "Girls, order what you want, Ok?" I told them.
Grace joined us a few minutes later, and we sat drinking coffee as we
began to get to know the girls.
Molly, the youngest at ten was a very hyper brunette, her eyes darting
around every time another diner moved through the restaurant. She wore a
double tiered pink lace mini that barely covered her petite bottom. Her
legs were slender, and ended in a pair of three inch Wedge sandals that
were too small for her tiny feet. her torn tank top was bright pink and
also very tight. Her puffy budding breasts showed her youth as the
nipples stood out hard against the thread bare material.
Tina, stood out on her own. Five foot seven, her broader shoulders also
set her out from the others. But her nails were longer and well kept.
Even her toe nails showed she took care of her body much better than the
others. She was also the only one with a purse, soft suede leather with
fringes dangling from the edges. She wore what at first looked to be a
tattered denim skirt that flared at her broad hips. I noticed she was
the only to smooth her skirt under her as she sat down in her chair.
Closer scrutiny showed that the damages to her skirt and top had been
intentional. She was Twelve.
Ginger Lynn, at twelve seemed shy and innocent. Blushing at everything
questionable she giggled constantly. Her flowered ankle length flared
dress fit her form showing off her young breasts. She wore strappy white
heels, her toes still bore smears from recently being polished.
Camilla, at eleven wore a short denim skirt and torn black fishnets. Her
net top did nothing to hide her pretty pink lace bra, and as she walked
her garter straps were visible in the back she had her Auburn hair done
up in loose pigtails. And often as she ate she let her tongue tease the
food off her fork. I noticed Grace's flush as I could imagine her
fantasies. The girl seemed to know what she was doing, she kept making
eye contact with her every time her tongue would wrap around a morsel on
her fork.
Last but not least was Debbie, her black hair pulled up into a ponytail,
she smiled at everyone who passed but said very little. She wore a tight
form fitting mini dress that plunged low in the front though she had
almost no cleavage. What she had though she was obviously proud of her
chest, thrust out, her shoulders held up and back, she had beautiful
posture. I thought to myself, "I have to get that girl some heels." Her
feet sported flip flops, but she paid no mind to the smirks of those
around us, she was definitely Trans-Gendered used to other peoples
scrutiny.
They were still eating when Caroline and Aunt Tiffany showed up.
"Oh my god," Caroline gasped. Making eye contact with Tina who quickly
turned away. Then started to get up to leave. "It's ok Sweetie, stay and
finish your breakfast. Then we'll talk about how you're going to let me
fix those nails to match your pretty purse."
"I'm sorry, I couldn't help it, it was so pretty," she began. "I'll pay
you back I promise."
Caroline reached across the table lifting her eyes to look into them.
She smiled. "All I want is to see what else you find in the store to
match it, well that and to do your nails." As Caroline talked she let
her hand caress Tina's slender fingers. Before we knew it there was a
nail file in Caroline's hand, as she gave in to her instincts.
We sat talking as Tiffany and Caroline asked them about what they liked
and dreamed about fashion wise, getting a feel for their tastes. Then
the very obvious scent of nail polish burst into the air. Giggling
Tina's eyes grew huge as Caroline began to paint her nails. We all
ordered another round of coffee knowing it would take time for her to
finish.
Twenty minutes later Caroline said, "There that should hold until I get
a chance to finish them."
"F, finish?"
"Yes dear that's just the base coat. I have the rest of my travel kit in
the back of the van. We'll finish them after we get you all some new
clothes."
As I paid I overheard Erika asking Grace if she'd heard any more from
Beverly or Darla.
"I know who Beverly is," I admitted. "But I haven't heard about Darla,
who is she, a kitten?"
"Marissa," Erika said. "Darla was Graces Son, remember, the one she went
home to get?"
Both Debbie and Tina were suddenly interested in hearing about Darla.
"I'm sure you'll get to meet Hope later today. She's one of Erika's
Kitten's, as well as Darla's older sister." I told them.
"No way, for real? Your Daughter is your friends Kitten?" Tina asked,
her voice just a bit husky as it threatened to break.
"Both my Beautiful Daughters are Kitten's," Grace said with a measure of
pride. "Though I see Hope nearly every day."
"But you're not upset that Darla wants to be a girl?" asked Debbie, who
quickly looked at Tina.
"I have to admit I was surprised at first. But she's happy. What more
could I ask for. And the two of you will be happy too."
The van was unloaded in a fraction of the time it would have taken the
five of us. And as the girls began looking over the selections that were
brought Momma Gina showed up.
"So this is what you bought from your trust fund?" she frowned. "I'd
have built you a new building if you'd asked."
"Momma, I'm doing this on my own. It's important to me," I told her.
"You know this is your fault," she said to Erika laughing. "Your Grandma
is going to have a cow." Then she giggled, "I can't wait, where do you
want me to start?"
"I'll need a remodel crew, and I think a ton of paint." Looking at Momma
I said, "Can you recommend some people to me."
We left Aunt Tiffany and Caroline to their business, and began clearing
out some of the old rooms on the ground floor. Then I heard "I'm a
Barbie Girl" playing before Erika said, "Yes Samantha, I'm on my way.
Sorry I was busy helping your Aunt Marissa. Gather up Danielle and
Collette, I'll pick them up too."
"She bought it?" "Danielle, get your ass over here girl. We're going to
see your friends just as soon as Miss Erika gets here." then I heard,
"Kitten Samantha Tyler, that's five demerits." After a second of silence
I heard, "Make that ten and the spanking will be on Friday."
"Hope! I'll have to call you back ma'am." The phone went dead.
She was almost at her car when her phone rang again, "Miss Tyler, this
is Judith. The first year Kitten dorm mother."
"Yes, I'm aware of the impending Spanking on Friday. I was on the phone
with Samantha when I heard the demerits issued."
"Well then you should know you're going to be busy on Friday, I'm afraid
the other two acquired demerits as well following that incident. You can
pick them up in the administration office." They told her, "And you
might wish to bring tongue ties for all three, I'm sure you are still
familiar with the devices."
I followed her back inside where she addressed Caroline, "I seem to be
in need of three tongue ties. You wouldn't happen to have any with you
by chance?"
"Sorry Cuz, I wasn't expecting to be dealing with Kittens old enough to
need those."
"What did they do? Cuss the Pope?" asked Grace.
"Close enough, try Miss Gwendolyn. It was her who gave Samantha the
Demerits to start with." My sister told us. "Well I'll just have to
swing by the shop on the way home, I only have one at the house anyway."
When Erika returned her kittens were quiet, their heads bowed as they
followed her inside. Danielle squealed as she ran to the five free range
Kittens, they were jumping and bouncing all over.
"I'm sorry I left you guys here," she told them. "I was trying to figure
out how to get all of you hooked up with someone who cared."
"I think we found someone that will take care of us while we wait for
that special person," Debbie said. Then looked more serious, "And Miss
Grace knows about you? I mean all about you being well, you know?"
"Yes she does, and you know what they all know about me and accept me.
To them I am a very special girl," Danielle told her frinds.
While the girls got busy playing fashion show I finally got to ask Erika
about what had happened at school. Why were her Kittens tongue tied.
"Welll, after getting five demerits for unlady like language from Miss
Gwendolyn, Samantha proceeded to stick her tongue out at her, earning
another Five. Then both Hope and Colene told her she was just being a,
quote, 'Bitch'. Miss Gwendolyn decided to give them both ten demerits
each. Probably to show the rest that they cannot get away with such
behavior at school," Erika told me. "They have another four minutes, but
I'm feeling lenient today."
Snapping her fingers Erika summoned her kitten's and Grace and Momma
Gina joined her.
"Have we learned our lesson?" she asked the three Kittens who vigorously
nodded yes. "Look at me Kittens."
The others were now paying very close attention to them. I'd wondered
why she brought them here with the tongue ties in.
"That's so mean, look at them. I thought she was nice," they were
saying.
"No look, watch," encouraged Danielle to her friends. "They aren't hurt,
just embarrassed."
"Now who wants to tell me why they got enough demerits to get
spankings?"
Colene was given the chance to tell her story first. "It wasn't fair
Ma'am, she was picking on Samantha. I had to jump in to help her."
"Miss Erika its true. She singled Samantha out on purpose. I think she
wanted her to get spanked." Hope pleaded. "Now we all get to show the
other kittens that sisters stay together. We don't let one get punished
for something stupid."
"Samantha? I understand why you did what you did," Erika told her. "But
why did you let your sisters get into trouble too?"
"I tried to stop them, honest I did. I pleaded with Miss Gwendolyn not
to punish them I told her I'd take their punishment. That they were
trying to keep me out of trouble."
Erika reached out and caressed her cheek, "I know that Kitten, you did
your best to try keeping them safe. If they'd listened to you they
wouldn't be getting spankings too."
She reached out and pulled her kittens to her, hugging them tight. "I am
proud of you for sticking together, don't get me wrong. But there are
times when it's best not to interfere, like today" Erika had tears
running down her face, "I don't want to spank you, but I have no choice,
you understand that don't you?"
"Wow," Tina said. "She really does care about them. I never had anyone
cry over spanking me before."
As we watched Erika took out the tongue ties, "Is it sore," she asked
each one, then kissed their tongues. "Come let's go get ice cream."
It was near dark when the first delivery truck arrived to deliver the
beds, seven new beds in all. Momma Gina was almost in tears, "Are you
going to be ok sweetie? If it gets cold you and the kittens can come to
the house we'll fix sleeping bags on the floor."
Grace and Danielle left for home saying that Danielle really needed her
sleep for school. Colette and I sat with them as they played with their
new makeup. I finally got to see the end result of over three hour's
work on Tina's nails. They were so intricate the soft French white
background framed the pink and purple hand painted roses. Under each
rose was K T R. I needed a magnifying glass to read the letters.
"There is no doubt you are kitten material, even Caroline knows," I
pointed out. "See."
They crowded around to read the letters, "What do they stand for?"
Smiling I said, "Kitten Tina Rose." After that I passed out journals and
pens. "All kittens are expected to keep journals, you just start by
telling about yourself and then add the highlights and details of each
day," I explained.
The girls were up early the next morning, cleaning and working hard.
They started on their own rooms first. I'd let them each have their own.
And helped them remove the outer locks so they weren't afraid of being
held against their wills. I got a call from Erika before Colette and I
left for school.
"Ladies," I called them together. "Miss Erika is going to bring you
something special this morning. Is the refrigerator cleaned out in the
recreation room? and does it still work?"
Camilla and Ginger Lynn both got very excited, "Yes Ma'am it works
great."
"Good, because it's something all Kittens have a craving for." I
promised. In my mind I was hoping that Erika was right about the fresh
whole milk. She'd gone out of her way to find a Dairy farm close by that
would sell it to her in Glass Gallon jugs after she'd finally returned
home last week.
I knew her and Grace's kittens had been drinking the stuff like crazy.
And I remember Momma Gina buying it for us when we were Kittens, it was
always a huge treat when we came home for weekends. And I even liked
shaking up the cream, to turn it into butter.
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