SCHOOLYARD TERROR, 3 by Mardee Louise Prynne After pleasing herself, Anne dresses for dinner to please ‘Aunt’ Claudia. She takes a shortcut through the schoolyard where two of the guys teach her a lesson. Unfortunately for them, it’s not the lesson they planned. Anne and Debbie begin a special friendship. Anne let herself into "Aunt’ Claudia’s apartment that occupied the second floor of a two family house on a quiet residential street. The solitude of the apartment made her miss her mother all the more. Claudia wasn’t really her aunt, just an old friend of her mother who had taken Anne in after her mother’s death. "Friday," thought Anne. "Claudia should have a special dinner to end her the week. Baked ziti and salad. Even I can do that." Anne took her own money and went to the grocery on the avenue. Ziti made on the premises, real cheese with no chemicals, and a crispy Italian bread hot from the oven. The people who ran the shop were friendly and nice to her, not at all like those creepy bullies in the schoolyard. A girl approached her as soon as she was back on the street. She was dark haired, large almond shaped eyes, very pretty. She wore pedal pushers. a sleeveless blouse that gapped enough at the sides to show that, despite her tender age, she was wearing a brassiere. Her hair was in a short pony tail. "Hey, you must be the new girl who kicked Vinny’s butt and scared my brother so bad that he passed out...." Anne waited for the challenge or threat that she was sure would come from this girl. "That is so great! About time those shits got theirs. Bet you made them feel like you cut their balls off. Wish I coulda done that or at least been there to see you do it. "Hey, I’m Debbie. If you’re going to 98, we’ll be in school together. I’ll be an eighth grader. We can be friends." "Well. I’m going into seventh grade but we might be friends." "Yeah. Maybe you can teach me how to kick those goons around. I’d walk home with you but I gotta go to the store for my ma. Mikey never has to nothing. See ya around." Anne was amused but a little overwhelmed at the loquacious and coarse Debbie. Anne liked her though; a diamond in the rough. After the ziti was in the oven Annie went to her bedroom and drew the shades. She stripped of her polo shirt and shorts leaving her in her pink cotton panties and white tanktop undervest. Sitting at her vanity table, she brushed her hair and tied it up in a light blue ribbon. She smiled in satisfaction as she looked at her nipples swelling under the cotton undershirt. She took off her sneakers, carried them to the door of the upstairs porch, opened the door just a crack and set the sneakers out to air on the upstairs porch. "My ‘giney’ feels weird. Kind of nice though. Got that way when I beat up Mikey." She lay back on the bed, pulled her panty crotch aside, wet her finger and rubbed her clit as she pictured her self beating up boys, humiliating them, forcing them to do her bidding.. A low moan escaped her lips. Anne toweled dry after her shower. Her kimono barely covered her firm tush. She pulled a pair of white nylon panties from her drawer. Holding them if front of her face to turn them the right way she looked like a priestess holding up a sacred object. After stepping into the panties, She ran her thumbs under the leg bands to adjust the panties over her bottom.. The picoting at the leg openings gave these white shiny panties added innocence while making them and Anne unbelievably sexy! A smooth knit cotton undervest and then a short full slip. She pulled on a modest Peter Pan collared shirt with short, puffy sleeves. A blue pleated skirt that came to the bottom of her knees. Skirts were still quite long in nineteen-fifty but Anne was still young enough wear childishly short skirts and dresses. "Mmmm, something smells so yummy!" exclaimed Claudia she let herself into the apartment. "That is just so thoughtful of you to make dinner for us." They chatted as they sat eating. "I’m so mad I could spit," confessed Anne as she related the events of the day. She admitted she thought she might get into trouble for having hurt the boys even though they had started and were older and bigger. "Really, Anne. Nothing and no one will ever harm you when you’re living with me. You do what you have to do to keep those clowns in their place. Men exist to serve the needs of women. Bear that in mind and you’ll do well. I’ll explain more about that in due time. Debbie sounds nice though." Dinner over, dishes washed and put away. "Aunt Claudia, I forgot desert." "Well, I’ll give you some money and you can go to the corner and get some ice cream for us." "Really? I love ice-cream." "Me too. First go to the super market and get some chocolate syrup so we can make our own sundae’s. Get sprinkles and whipped cream, too" Anne cut across the schoolyard. As she turned the corner of the building she heard Debbie. "Layoff, Mikey. I can talk to her if I want." Mikey and Vinny had Debbie against the wall and were punching her upper arms. "Suppose we even the odds!" yelled Anne as she spun Mikey to face her. She shoved Mikey against the wall. Debbie took advantage of the boys’ surprise to grab Vinny’s hair and start shaking him. Suddenly Anne was grabbed around the upper body by a larger boy who had come up behind them. Her arms were pinned to her sides but her legs were free. "No time for modesty," thought Anne as she swung her legs up and kicked Mikey in the chest and stomach. He tried to grab her legs but the sole her shoe caught his face. Blood trickled form a cut on his lip. She reached back and grabbed the balls of the boy who was holding her. She bellowed in pain as Anne squeezed and twisted. He released his hold as Anne drove her elbow into the pit of his stomach. The boy stepped back as he gasped for breath and doubled over. A knee to his gut all but finished him off. The fight was gone from him. Anne confronted Mikey. "Hey, come on. We were just playing around." "Right. And I’m playing but only I play rough." Anne stood close to Mikey who raised his hands, palms open and facing Anne in what was meant to be a conciliatory gesture. She slapped his undefended crotch. Anne realized Mikey was getting hard! He was turned on by being beaten by Anne! Anne felt a surge of power as she squeezed his balls. He moaned in pain as he covered his aching balls. Anne slammed her fist into his belly and them into his balls. She grabbed his hair and flung him to the sidewalk. "Like what you see?" she teases as she put her foot on his chest in a stylized gesture of triumph. Mikey, further embarrassed at being caught peeking up his tormentor’s skirt, was too frightened to answer. Vinny, his face scratched by Debbie hurried off in panic. "You’re enjoying this, boy. Don’t lie. We can see that little dickie of yours is all hard." She rubbed the sole of her shoe against his sore genitals. In a moment he exploded in orgasm leaving a large dark spot in the front of his jeans. "Want to walk to the store with me?" Anne asked Debbie as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened. "Yeah, sure." The pair almost touched as they walked out of the schoolyard. "Ya know what? I hate boys. You’re kinda nice though." "You know what, Debbie. You’re really nice, too."