3 comments/ 18131 views/ 0 favorites Educating Penny Ch. 01 By: haunted_one2005 She was sitting in the back yard one Saturday morning, on the log swing in the furthest corner from the house. He'd lived next door for several years, but he'd watched her discreetly for some time. She was college age. Her parents had done a remarkable job of keeping her innocent in the ways of the world, which surprised but did not displease him. Today he watched her swing idly back and forth, more focused on some unhappiness that troubled her than on the beautiful day around her. He cleared his throat, and smiled politely when she looked up, startled. He asked what was troubling her. Having known him for years, she felt no discomfort or inappropriateness in sharing such intimate details with him. "My boyfriend wants me to do things with him," she said "things that I'm not sure I want to do. He says that because I won't do them, boys won't like me. But I've tried to do some of the things the girls at school talk about, and he says that I'm no good at them, that I just don't know what boys like." His face showed nothing but polite concern, but his mind was laughing at the young pup who kept panting after this girl. It was obvious the boy had no idea what potential existed within her, and was only interested in getting his piece off the top. The time was ripe to take things in hand. "My, it does sound like you have a problem" he said, with just the right amount of compassion and disinterest in his voice. "But I'm sure everything will work itself out." He turned as if to leave, and smiled to himself when he heard her call out to him. "Mr. Smith! Please wait." He affixed a look of mild curiosity on his face and turned back toward her. "Of course Penny... is there something I can help you with?" She came to the short hedge that divided her parents' property from his. Her stance was timid, and awkward, she obviously was trying to work up her courage to ask him something. He had a good idea what she wanted, but enjoyed her discomfort too much to assist. "Mr. Smith, I never really had any boyfriends in high school, and Billy is the first boy who's seemed to like me. But he's right; I just don't seem to know what boys like. I don't want him to find another girl... could you help me understand what boys like?" Ah, sweet satisfaction... and she came to him, innocent, naïve, with no clue just what she was asking. His mind raced with the possibilities. "No, Penny, I'm afraid I can't." Her face fell, and he could see the tears began to well in her eyes. "I'm not unwilling to help you, but because I'm a man and haven't been a boy in some time. If you'd like, I will teach you what men like... I'm sure your boyfriend will be amazed at the results." Her smile was like the sun breaking through the clouds after a hurricane... her tears dried, and she thanked him profusely. "But there will be rules, Penny. My time is very valuable, and I don't care to waste it on those who do not appreciate my efforts. If you choose to accept my conditions, I believe you will be amazed and delighted with the results." Her head bobbed enthusiastically as she rushed to assure him of her desire to learn and willingness to accept his conditions. He smiled to himself, thinking that suddenly the world had fallen into his lap, in the form of a confused, lovely young woman with no idea of her potential or her self. "What is your class schedule this semester, Penny?" he asked. "Well, I'm only taking 3 classes this semester, as I'm very close to graduation Mr. Smith." Graduation indeed... little did she realise how much she'd learn from his teachings; her degree from him would impact her life far more than the piece of paper she'd shortly earn from college. "I have class on Mondays, Tuesdays, and Fridays." He pondered a moment... he was fortunate to operate his own business from his home, so he had no schedules to work around or interruptions to fear. "I've been seeing a tutor between classes last semester," she said "but with the schedule this time I don't believe I'll need to. I just haven't told my parents yet." His mind raced at another piece of the puzzle falling sweetly into place. "When were your tutoring sessions?" he asked. "Well, I was getting help from a girlfriend of mine who lives in Clarkton, so I was driving over Tuesday mornings after class, and coming back Friday mornings before my afternoon class." He nearly chuckled aloud in glee... two and a half days with her parents expecting her to be gone, and no reason yet to be aware otherwise. "I see. If you'd like, Penny, I believe we can use that same time for our lessons, if you'd like. This way your class schedule won't be disrupted, your parents will still have some personal time for themselves and my work will not be bothered either." She looked confused at that comment, and asked "Personal time for my parents?" He delighted in the extent of her innocence, and answered discreetly "Sometimes adults enjoy their own company, even parents. Don't you have times you'd rather spend with your own friends and not have your parents hanging around?" Her face was puzzled for a moment, and then understanding dawned. "In case they wanted to have their friends over for bridge, you mean?" Close enough, he thought, "Yes, Penny, something to that effect." She thought for a moment, and agreed that she would continue with her tutoring sessions, without explaining to her parents that her tutor, and the subject, had changed. He told her that she could think about it until Monday. If she still wanted him to tutor her, he would leave his garage door open and she could drive her car in and close the door after her class Tuesday morning. If she was there, her lessons in the likes and desires of men would begin. "But Penny," he warned her "there is no going back. Once we begin to know, we can never go back to not knowing. If you are determined to learn these things, I can and will teach you much... but if you choose to stop your lessons, they and we will be done forever." A shadow passed over her face for less than a moment, and was followed by a look of resolution and determination. "I promise, Mr. Smith, I won't waste your time. I appreciate your willingness to help me learn, and I won't ever make you regret your offer." With a brilliant smile, she skipped toward her house, calling out something about finishing homework. He watched her with a predatory gleam in his eye, and softly murmured "Don't worry Penny... you most certainly won't." Educating Penny Ch. 02 He waited Tuesday morning, busying himself with work but his mind never wandered far from thoughts of his plans for her. She would be here; promptly after class... he had no doubt in his mind. Indeed, as the clock rang the half hour, he heard a car pull into the garage. Smiling to himself, he waited. He'd left an envelope prominently located on the tool bench, and knew that shortly he'd be hearing the garage door close as he'd directed, hiding her car from view and rendering her at his mercy and disposal until Friday morning. The door closed, and his smile grew as he set the alarm codes that locked the house down. She was his, whether she would soon realise it or not. He opened the door, waiting a few moments after her timid knock, just to build her anticipation and trepidation. As he'd expected, she'd put much time and thought into her appearance before driving over... and of course, it was all wrong. In the typical style of the day and age, she was dressed in tight, low-slung jeans just barely covering her pelvic bones. Her spaghetti strap tank top was tight, and couldn't have reached her navel on a dare. Her makeup wasn't as heavy as he'd expected, but well out of bounds for what he had planned for her. He said nothing as he appraised her... enjoying her growing discomfort, and wondering how long it would be until she brought herself to speak. Nearly 5 minutes passed, and her timid voice finally asked, "Will you still teach me, Mr. Smith?" His eyebrow rose at her question, but he responded, "I see you're here on time, and have thus far followed instruction. Yes Penny, I will teach you. You may come in." He directed her to the parlour, and showed her to a small chair near the corner table. "To begin with, Penny, I think we should discuss your goals and expectations from our tutoring sessions. Exactly what do you hope to learn, and what will you do with that knowledge when our sessions are complete?" He waited patiently as he watched her struggle with her answer. When it came, he was unsurprised, and very pleased at how well he'd judged her drive. "Well, Mr. Smith, I would very much like to learn how to please my boyfriend and keep him happy. I see so many of my friends lose their boyfriends over these things, and while I don't understand exactly what much of it is, none of it seems so difficult that it should ruin an entire relationship." She paused, obviously searching for the words to more fully explain the thoughts undoubtedly racing through her head, but he took pity on her confusion and spoke. "I think, Penny, that isn't quite all you'd like to say, but I believe it's an adequate place to start. I feel quite certain we can make a strong start on your training this week, if you're willing to hear and agree to my conditions." She nodded hesitantly... knowing intuitively that her life was changing at that very moment. Frightened, exhilarated, confused, and driven, she replied "Yes, Mr. Smith, I'm willing hear your conditions." He nodded at her attempt at caution, although she had no idea it was far too late for such a feeble attempt at independence. "Very well, Penny. For both our benefits, I've drawn up an agreement outlining my conditions for training you as well as the consequences for failing to comply during this initial session. Before you leave Friday morning, we'll go over the contract and if we are both agreed to continue your training, we'll make any necessary modifications at that time." She nodded, and he continued. "Item one will cover your appearance and general dress code. As you are coming to me for instruction in matters beyond your understanding, I expect you to dress appropriately. A young woman of your age who dresses as you're dressed now is assumed to be well acquainted with the concepts you wish to learn. Since you've come to me and admitted ignorance of these matters, you will hence forth be treated as a schoolgirl and expected to dress as such. Your attire will be a white button down blouse, navy or grey skirt slightly less than knee length, with either navy or grey knee socks and white cotton undergarments. You may wear your hair in a pony tail or pig tails, with white hair ribbons." He watched as her eyes widened and her lips parted slightly as if to speak, but to her credit she said nothing but nodded. "Item two will cover your general behaviour. Young women your age are far too casual and familiar in your deportment. As common courtesy should always require, you will now address me as Sir, and will request permission to speak when the time is appropriate. Good girls are seen and not heard, unless they've been given permission to speak." If her eyes could widen further, they'd surely take over her face, yet still she managed to hold her tongue. His amusement grew. "My conditions are very simple... complete obedience and unhesitating compliance. When I give you a task, I expect it completed. If an extension or delay becomes necessary, I expect you to approach me with the correct courtesy and manner to ask for more time or whatever may be necessary. Failure to complete a task within the allotted time will result in one strike. Failure to demonstrate proper respect and good manners will result in one strike. Failure to follow orders will result in one strike. Before issuing tasks or new orders, you will always be given the opportunity to ask any questions needed to clarify and assure your understanding of what's required. Three strikes will terminate our training session this week and require a detailed review and reconsideration of any further training sessions." He paused, and she remained silent. Her potential was remarkable. "Do you understand these conditions, Penny?" She replied quietly "Yes, Sir." "Will you agree to them as they have been explained to you?" "Yes, Sir." "Excellent, Penny! If you'll scan the document on the table beside you, I'd like you to sign in the appropriate location, with today's date and time. I will sign as well, and we have an accord. This afternoon's lessons will be quite simple, very similar to any charm school would offer. After dinner, we'll continue with more detail. Now, let us retrieve your luggage from the car, and I'll show you to the room in which you'll be staying." As he carried her bag and lead her down the hall, his mind raced with thoughts of the night ahead. All the preparations had been made, and the anticipation was delicious. What fun it was going to be, educating Penny.