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Katie went put her blazer back on to hide what she was wearing as she left the room..and the stopped. With her blazer over her arm she asked outside to the awaiting girls who were initially surprised by Katie's bravery. Bit her smile and confident talk confirmed, Katie was a girl and didn't care who saw her anymore.It was three confident girls who walked arm in arm, boarded the bus and headed for home. Once home, the school uniforms were removed, never to be worn again, except perhaps Katie's gingham dress which she quite liked as it made her look cute. Once hidden away at the back of the wardrobes alternative outfits were selected. Katie choice of a vest top, loose blue skinny and sandals suited the temperature as she wasn't quite up to wearing the skimpy shorts the girls had gone for. As the nail polish ban at school at school no longer applied it wasn't long before all three of them had selected, applied and admired each others nails. Katie loved just being one of he girls in these tiny facets of girl life , something she had been excluded from for so many years. Tricia's arrival home was greeted by the customary hugs and greetings, although Katie's was not her usual bouncy exuberant display of affection she had come to expect and love. Equally, the Katie before her was not the same as she usually was either, more reserved, her behaviour more in keeping with that of Caroline and Zoe. Her tea delivered by todays waitress Zoe, wearing a fetching pair of skin tight shorts her mother probably didn't know she even had, a tee shirt proudly declaring her status of being a bad girl covering her suspiciously enlarged bosom and heels that whist enhancing her legs seemed overkill for just chilling. Carolines outfit was only slightly more subdued and Tricia, either adopting her Mummy sees everything and has eyes in the back of her head role or I remember when I was was like that at her age but my shorts wouldn't have been so short...or would they role, asked the inevitable question. So where are you two off to and who with? Oh we just thought we pop over and see Amy for a while and maybe take a troll down to the park, its such a lovely day. Tricia having done the course herself some years ago, was able to interpret this language normally used by girls attempting to hide the true facts from a listener as, we are going to collect Amy who should be glammed up like us except for makeup we can apply at her house, to go to the park for something we have no intention of you knowing about for now. Older sisters also know that the attention to clothing , footwear and the likely application of Max factors finest, once away from home could only mean one thing. Boys would be involved and boys they wanted to notice them at that. Had this expedition comprised Amy and Caroline alone, her defence of her little sister hackles would have been up but the inclusion of Zoe calmed her initial concerns as she was such a sensible girl and would exert a calming influence over the other two. The fact that the outing itself , the fashion statements and the sole purpose of todays exercise, was for Zoe to get up close and personal if possible to one of the lads playing cricket and Amy and Caroline were purely additional bait for any of the others in the boy pool, she didn't need to know. Her blessing given, the girls sort of slunk out of the back door, their bulging bags suggesting other hidden wardrobe items were not for Tricia's eyes but would likely be revealed once at Amy's and changed into if thought suitable for pulling by each other. With the girls now departed, Tricia expected Katie to become more "Katie like" but that didn't seem to happen. The Katie of tonight was one of an older teenager, similar in her behaviour to the girls and conversation was shallow but on that older level. They chatted about each others days, Katie explained how her last exam had gone and her near exposure she was sure, by that snotty woman who had watched over them. How once the exam was finished, school finished, she had no fear of being ridiculed by her classmates and how it was a mature confident Katie who had walked out of there for the last time. It did bring a giggle to both of them at that womans confusion over Katie's gender but she was that frumpy anyway, she probably had never been up close and personal with a boy anyway and couldn't tell either way Katie said. Their supper over they sat down to watch telly for a while and whereas Tricia would have had her Katie cuddled on her lap, Katie had sat beside her until she herself laid her head on Tricia's lap as they got into a film together. Katie with her head on her lap, knees curled up was almost purring. Tricia had her hand on Katie's head and began her comforting stroking of Katie, her hair, her cheek, her arm, softly, slowly, lovingly. It was not the comfort of a mother for a child, rather one of a woman and a teenaged friend. The girl on her lap wasn't her little girl , just another teenager with problems to deal with. She knew Katie was not herself but this was for Katie to deal with . Her previous questioning as to what the problem was met with that teenage highly descriptive phrase, nothing. It could mean all sorts , I don't want to tell you, talk about it, its not your concern, to, I am feeling poorly, boyfriend trouble or anything really but was always explained with that one word answer of, nothing. The film was ok, not riveting, exciting, thought provoking just ok.Tricia had enough to be thinking about without having to think about the film plot anyway, what was the matter with Katie? Perhaps it was that teacher at school, almost but not exposing Katie, perhaps just the end of school, something was the matter and she wanted to help. Her mind was rushing backwards and forwards, trying to gather any snippet from this evenings conversations, anything Katie and done to explain it. Absentmindedly she was stroking Katie's cheek, she ran her fingers over her nose and "bumped' the tip with her finger, her fingers down over her mouth and onto her chin. So soft, so peaceful. With the palm of her hand resting on her cheek, with the tip of her little finger , she eased it between Katie's lips. With an automatic reaction it seemed, Katie began to suck on it in the same way she did when on Tricia's breast. It was clearly comforting for Katie and in a strange way. comforting for Tricia. Even though she knew there was something troubling her little girl, just her sucking on her finger tip meant Katie was aware of her reaching out for her. The film ended, some other rubbish began and neither of them moved or spoke. Both physically comfortable but with a common knowledge that their closeness was somehow not there and neither knew what to do or say. It was Katie who finally broke the spell of silence as she gently moved her lips from Tricia's finger and eased her self off her lap into a standing position. Back in a min she said leaving the room to return after a couple of minutes to resume her position on Tricia's lap. Having heard the flush of the loo Tricia knew where Katie had been but didn't comment on her absence. It was Katie who reached out for Tricia's hand and carefully put it to her cheek, put her fingertip into her mouth again to resume her contented sucking. Tricia stroked Katie's cheek softly and quietly asked her if perhaps she could try to explain what was troubling her, crossing her fingers Katie would be able to explain now she was more relaxed. Katie reached out with both hands to hold Tricia's hand to her face as she sucked, seeking the reassurance that she wasn't going to remove it and stop comforting her. It was Katie who opened her mouth and started ...hesitantly a timid little voice began, Tricia... That one word was hugely significant. Communication was being established but it was Tricia not Mummy. Katie was going to explain her problem it seemed. Tricia continued her stroking as she answered, Yes darling. Tricia, now I have finished school and the holidays are here, I wont have to wear Caroline's uniform or stuff anymore will I? Unsure of where Katie was going with this she thought before replying, Of course not precious..unless you want to of course. Her finger was once more slipped back into her mouth by Katie while this was considered. So I wont have to be a little girl any more either then? Call you Mummy? Or be like 12 or 13 anymore? Tricia replied with no hesitation, no poppet. Her finger was again restored into Katie's mouth. You wont make me have to be ask to go to the loo anymore? Make me show you my knickers or any of that other stuff then? Tricia realised that all the things she had made Katie do were the root cause of her discomfort now. Whilst at their instigation, they were all designed to embarrass Katie and control her, as time had passed it appeared that they would not be needed but they had just continued. The new Katie had just accepted them as part of her punishment and now that was over, any previous stipulations could be rescinded and Katie allowed to be a normal teenage girl, just a few months younger than Caroline and Zoe. It was all so blindingly obvious now and she felt she had been overly hard on Katie in some ways. Clearly, after her performance yesterday and now this she was losing the plot or at least not thinking clearly. Katie darling, I wont do or make you do any of those things any more, they are finished with now. I will treat you exactly the same way as I do Caroline, perhaps not Zoe but as she isn't my sister, she isn't my responsibility but I do look out for her though... and care for her but in a different way. So you can look forward to spending the rest of the summer as a 16...and a half year old, boy crazy, slightly dotty, hormone driven teenage girl just like Caroline. It may not be easy for you but I will always be here for you like any big sister would. This of all the lovely adventures you can have. It was a huge relief to her once she had realised the problem and instantly proposed a solution which she would put into practice with effect from then onwards. She had a rather smug smile on her face at how efficiently and completely she had resolved the issue with what was clearly troubling Katie and a normal quiet life could be resumed. Despite her advanced years, it was clear to her that she still had the empathy and understanding of adolescents to be able to think on their level and communicate without any problem. Her thoughts ran to Fiona and how she was going to react when she told her about the problem and how well she had dealt with. Maybe with her clear concise way of thinking she would be able to sort out Fi's problem as well. Well if I can sort out Katie , Fiona should be easy she thought. Until that sensation she had felt fairly recently became apparent again. Her fingers and hand were wet. With the tip of her little finger still firmly in Katie's mouth being sucked, quite nicely actually, she couldn't move her fingers too much but she was fairly sure from the feeling and temperature of the wetness it was tears. Silly Katie, she thought. She must be so happy its all over at last, it must have been all too much for her. She adapted to all of the punishment so well, never complaining, doing what ever was asked her with a happy smile and almost willingly. Very brave when you think about it and how much she obviously hated it deep down inside. Its no wonder she is crying with relief now. With her free hand she stoked Katie's hair, something she knew Katie liked, its all over now sweetie, no more of those horrid things I made you do. Wont that be so nice to be a big girl all the time now? Maybe it was the silent heaving of her shoulders that gave it away or the stopping of the sucking on her finger.. Either way it was some moments before a hugely smug Tricia became aware that the tears of happiness she had diagnosed just moments before had given way to gut wrenching sobs. Her confusion was complete. What have I said now that has upset her so much? Mentally running through her revoking any of the things that she had enforced on Katie. There was not one single thing that she could think of that she had forgotten. Unless perhaps not mentioning that Katie would be able to dress and undress herself but that isn't a biggy she decided.God this girl was hard to understand sometimes. Unless she was so frightened of me the whole time she couldn't let me know how she was feeling and the relief at not having to suffer like that any more is just too much for her. If only she would talk to me. You couldn't even shut up her up when she was in full flow as little Katie and now she is as silent as a stone. All that childish babbling and giggles whilst cute could be a little wearing after a while she thought. She was a good actress to be able to portray a child enjoying herself so well and with such hidden skills, even the giggles seemed real. A cold feeling began in the pit of her stomach and spread rapidly through her body like iced water. For once, even I cant find words to describe the horror which she felt and her revulsion at herself for her own stupidity. Child abuse and cruelty is something everyone hates and she had been guilty of it to reduce Katie to the state she was in now. Stupid, stupid , stupid bitch. If she could have taken up self flagellation and ran off to the monastery that very second, in her mind that would not have been enough. This poor childs suffering was all of her making and her own wretchedness was now complete. It is impossible for me to explain how she felt about herself at that moment The magical healing and comforting power of a Mummy cuddle has already be discussed but there are some circumstances that even a Mummy cuddle cant help with and this was most certainly one of them. At a complete loss as to how to comfort Katie, Tricia in her wretchedness was unable to even contemplate how she was going to be able to put her stupidity right, to remedy the hurt she had caused. She could cuddle Katie, put her on her breast, love her for all she was worth but she doubted any of these would work, even if used as a combination. Her most urgent need for Katie at the moment was for Katie to understand how wrong she had been and that she thought she may understand what Katie wanted and needed. More importantly, she would give Katie everything her heart desired and more, if she was correct in her assumption about Katie. With Katie silently sobbing on her lap she didn't feel she could even pull her into a cuddle, sensing Katie would probably reject her completely now. No way was she going to force Katie into anything at the moment. The expression 'Pull your finger out" is usually used to encourage someone to speed up. For Tricia at the moment it was more a matter of put your finger in , but oh so very slowly. She allowed her little finger to brush gently over Katie's lips, softly brushing against them. Very slowly she was able to part Katie's lips just enough for her to ease the tip between them without opposition. With tiny movements of her finger she was able to slip it further into her mouth and very slowly she could feel Katie begin to suck on it gently. Tricia considered this a minor victory but at least Katie hadn't bitten it off yet. Knowing how comforting Katie found just being stroked, she added that to her weapons and began. It was some minutes before Katie's sobs turned into minor sniffles and gentle tears, something that was hugely gratifying to Tricia. Katie hadn't run out screaming, hadn't rejected her completely and was ,it appeared, to be taking some comfort from Tricia's attentions. Now to attempt to reverse her previous heinous threats to Katie...or so she believed them to be in Katie's eyes. She began to speak very softly to her, initially trying to convey to Katie her feelings for her. Katie , my precious little girl, I am so , so sorry for what I was saying to you just now. You mean everything to me poppet and I would give you the earth if I could but as much as I love you, I really, really didn't know how you felt about all those things I was going to take away from you. So far so good she thought. I really thought that by letting you be a big girl all the time that was what you wanted for yourself as the things which I think you may have liked, were used by me to punish you ..or so I thought. Hmm, that sort of made it clear as mud to the poor girl. Katie, honeybun, If I am wrong then it means I have got everything all mixed up and upside down but, I think that maybe my little girl likes to be Mummy's precious little one sometimes. Not all the time of course but just sometimes. There was a possibility that yet again she had read things incorrectly and this was perhaps the moment for Katie to explode again but, thankfully she just lay there being stroked by Tricia who let out a silent sigh of relief. As there had been no apparent reaction from Katie she continued, Shall I tell you a secret Katie? Just between us of course but..I love having you as my darling little girl. To be able to have a little girl as pretty as you to look after is wonderful..for me. I love every tiny inch of you when you do the things you have done as a little one. I could just eat you all up sometimes. I love bathing you, dressing you, cuddling you, suckling you, playing with you. When you sit on my lap, call me Mummy all the time, it melts my heart.I adore everything about little Katie. Other than perhaps slight increase in the speed and intensity of her fingertip being sucked, there was no reaction. It can be a bit difficult for you to be my little girl all the time sweetie but if you have not been my little girl then you have been my older little girl. When you are an inbetweenager you have something so special about you. You are my bouncy, flouncy poppet. You cant imagine how it makes me feel when a bouncy Katie jumps into my lap for cuddles and talking and just wriggling in my lap. You can be so sweet and innocent. When you creep into my bed for a cuddle in the morning its a perfect way for me to wake up. Sharing a bath with you is so special for me and I hope for you as well. You maybe don't realise but you are as cute as a button when you skip about, hold my hand, look to me for everything from what you are going wear to being taken for a wee wee and yes, I love taking you for a wee. Your face as I undress you and sit you on the loo is so so special, don't ask me why but it is. Its sort of a total trust in me, maybe after today something I don't deserve. Katie moved her head to get the finger out of her mouth to say something but before she had a chance Tricia popped it back in again and cradled her head. Shhhh now sweetcheeks, I need to say a little more and then you can have a turn but for now, Mummy is in charge. Shhhh and just listen Katie darling. When we went out on Saturday to the pub for something to eat I was so proud of you. You looked absolutely gorgeous..and I wasn't the only one who thought so. That pretty waitress that asked you about your dress, her name is Judy and I her met in the pub last night. You young lady, have stolen her heart. Shall I tell you something? If you weren't my little girl, my little sister sometimes, I would have done a Katie Perry with you and snogged all your lipstick off, I never have before ...well maybe just a little when I was younger but you are just so natural, so girlie and so lovely I could have been tempted..if I wasn't your Mummy. Now don't you try and say a word Missy, I haven't quite finished saying what I need to say. Katie, I did some things to you , made you do some things that I shouldn't have done. For a girl, to have to lift her skirt up when she is asked is very embarrassing, even more so if she is a teenager, to be taken to the toilet by not only me but by your sister, her friend, my BFF , all of that is so wrong. To be seen in various states of undress, in all sorts of outfits that were meant to embarrass you shouldn't have happened. In a strange way, they were all things I would have hated if it was me they were being done to but, because I was in charge I could do them to you and there was nothing you could do about it without fear of exposure as a peeper. But darling, you must know it wasn't never meant to be humiliation in any way. There is a big difference in my book between humiliation and embarrassment. Your mother humiliated you she she made you dress as a girl or a baby and then showed you off to others so they could tease and ridicule you. That is humiliation to me. Doing something to you in front of others to hurt you. I hope you didn't think I was trying to do that to you. Yes, I wanted you to be embarrassed but only in front of me, the girls and Fiona and none of us teased you or were nasty to you I hope. The feeling of my power over you was exciting and so, sort of well, stimulating and satisfying . That was cruel, nasty and something I am not proud of. Using my position as being the one in charge in the way I did, just to give me an ego trip to show me and others I can cope with that power was a lie and untrue. I was the one that didn't get promotion, I thought it was because of me being a girl but maybe he was the better person for the job because maybe I couldn't do it. Katie remained curled up, still sucking on Tricia's finger. It was as if she hadn't heard anything that Tricia had said and that ,if possible, made Tricia feel even worse. Tricia felt Katie's tongue push her finger out of her mouth, and she eased herself up from her lap and stood, straightening her skirt as she did. She ran her fingers through her hair to tidy it a little before carefully kneeling beside Tricia on the sofa, carefully smoothing her skirt under her as she did. With the automatic reaction , she eased her errant bra strap back onto her shoulder and just knelt there for a moment, looking at Tricia with her hands in her lap. Tricia knew at once by her movements and behaviour this was a big Katie kneeling in front of her which didn't bode well for her. Bracing herself for the onslaught of abuse that was surely to follow after her treatment of Katie she actually flinched as Katie's hand came towards her, expecting a slap at the least. Katie took her hand in hers, lifting it to her mouth, kissing the tip of her little finger before popping it her mouth again. Tricia felt Katie's tongue swirling around it as she sucked it one last time. She allowed Tricia to regain her hand and finger although if truth be told, she would just as soon have left it in Katie's mouth. One again Katie moved her hand towards Tricia's face and and as she tensed up again, Katie laid one finger onto her lips. Shhhh, it my time to talk now. First of all Tricia, I don't think I can ever remember a time when I was happier than I have been recently. My being caught peeping by Zoe has turned into a dream for me, honestly. A bit like all my Christmases came at once. Your punishment, designed to keep me well and truly under your thumb and meek and mild opened my eyes to something so perfect in so many ways for me...and you it seems. The very first time I put on my sisters dress all those years ago, I cant begin to describe how it made me feel. It just sort of felt nice, I wont say right because clearly little boys in their sisters dresses isn't right . I could see myself as Sally, getting all the nice attention and praise she did, being loved like she clearly was. As you know that wasn't the way it worked out. Yes, when you first put me in Carolines uniform it was horrible. I felt so dreadful, so embarrassed, so completely under your control. It seemed there was nothing I could do without it being either approved, supervised or initiated by you. From the moment I got up, to when I came home from school, to your coming home, to being either put or sent to bed. All under your control. I "Had' to be a schoolgirl, I "had" to be a little girl, I had to be and do whatever you decided, no ifs or buts. Do you have any idea how that made me feel? To have everything I wore chosen for me, inspected and commented on. Well, do you have any idea of how that felt? The question she had been asked made Tricia try to crawl away and hide mentally but before she could compose her answer Katie told her exactly how it made her feel. Wonderful. Tricia I loved it all , every excruciating minor detail. Everything you put me through made my heart sing. I loved being a little girl a teenager, a big girl, being bathed, dressed, taken for a wee, playing with dollies, having a little handbag, painting fingernails. Everything. All of the things you did to me would have been done to a girl as she was growing up at some time. Everything. Things I could only have dreamed of, things that Sally had and I didn't. There was nothing stopping me from trying on Sally's clothes as we were growing up but the fear of ever being caught was too strong from my previous experience.I could have tried on some of your clothes or Carolines but that was far too scary as well. And no, I didn't steal your knickers and do boy stuff in them either just to put your mind at rest. When you were little I bet you had a tutu and practiced ballet. I would have loved to but boys didn't do that. Until you decided to punish me. I had to wear girls clothes, behave like a girl, to all intents and purposes "be " a girl. Something I had always thought about. But the best part of it all was it wasn't my decision. You "made" me do it all. That absolved me of any feelings of guilt about liking a pretty dress, loving my knickers and bras, playing with dolls, flouncing , swirling my skirts to enjoy the feeling. None of it was my fault or decision, it was all yours. Not mine.Making me call you Mummy, having to hold your hand. Seek approval for everything and anything as a child would have to. Its so rare to hear a teenager call their mother anything other than Mum these days so always having to call you Mummy made me squirm. Not with hatred, just delight at how juvenile and young it made me feel but I "had" to do it. Tricia, I could go on and on with examples of things that have been perfect for me ..and from what you have said, maybe some you have liked as well. I honestly thought that now school was over, big Katie was here to stay all the time which in itself is wonderful but I will miss being little, tweenager,, and most of all, being under your control in minute detail.But when I asked you if I wouldn't have to do any of the things I loved so much, you were saying that it was all over except for being a big girl.So, thats sort of my side of it ..as well as listening to your thoughts as well. Her blush was about as red as a London bus now she had admitted to Tricia how she felt about it all and to spare her having to say anymore, she moved over so she was laying against Tricia but facing away, picked up Tricia's hand and slipped her fingertip back into her mouth once more. Tricia thought about what Katie had told her. The relief she felt that she would not be losing her little one after all was immense. She thought that by sort of setting Katie free of all the restrictions she had put on her she was being kind to her but after what Katie had just told her, if anything she was being cruel to her. A purely selfish thought ran through her, not only would her Katie still be around but she knew that Katie enjoyed being her little girl...and more it seemed. Exactly what Katie wanted from her would gradually become apparent and what she would do for Tricia would also, hopefully , meet both their expectations. Well Katieboo, you are full of surprises it seems. I knew you liked being a girl but now I know some of the other things you enjoy I will have to see what I can do about those. What I don't know and you may not either, is how far you want me to push you. Sweetie, I can do whatever you want but one thing we should get clear is if at anytime I do something you really, really don't like or want to do you must tell me. I am sure that you will ask, plead and rant and rave and stamp your feet at me sometime but I may well ignore that anyway. But we should have a word or phrase that means you really want to stop. So shall we say "white rabbits"? If you say that to me whatever we are doing stops then and there. All right sweetie? Katie was still very shy about what she had admitted to Tricia so acknowledged her with a nod of her head. Deciding to start as she meant to go on, Tricia picked her up on her nod straight away. Katie, I asked you a question poppet. What do you say? Reluctant to release her comfort finger, she opened her mouth just enough to reply with a yes before attempting to replace Tricia's finger, only to have it removed from her reach. What do you say Katie? The realisation that Tricia was going to have high expectations from her from now on, she knew life may not be quite as easy as it had been. Yes Tricia , I understand. Perhaps not well enough sweetie. As your Mummy, I expect you to answer me properly, so what do you say? Sorry Mummy, I meant I do understand . Perhaps it wasn't such a good idea to tell Tricia after all she thought. But I am being big Katie now so I didn't think I had to call you Mummy now? I am 16 ...and a half , after all. You may be 16 Katie but you are still my little girl so unless I give you permission not to, regardless of how you are dressed or are behaving, you will always call me Mummy. But...thats so unfair! What will Caroline and Zoe say? You cant really expect me to do that surely? Tricia wrapped her in her arms, cuddled her to her and smiled. `Yes darling, I do and you will. It all part of me being in control. The kiss on Katie's forehead was filled with her love for Katie and her expectations for the future.