Little Red

Little Red 3

By Red Rover

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Little Red, Part 3

By Red Rover

Place: A small city in the Pacific Northwest

Time: The near future.

"Little Red” is Laurie Marlowe, physical age 22, apparent age about 12. Not quite 5 feet tall and slender with long red hair, a baby face, freckles and boyish figure. Laurie's parents separated when she was 12, and she has been living with her mother since then. Now her mother is incarcerated for 20-25 years for an unspecified crime, in which Laurie was involved.

Colonel Thomas Marlowe (49), Laurie's father, has returned to take charge of Laurie and to try to keep her out of jail. Through military and political influence, he has been able to work out a deal where Laurie will do no jail time if she behaves for five years. As part of that deal, Colonel Marlowe has arranged for her to pose asa 12-year-old and enter the Seventh Grade at Fillmore Junior High School.

Fillmore Junior High School is a private, non-sectarian school which covers grades 7-9. It is an old-fashioned school which still practices spanking of children. It is especially known as a place for "problem girls", although about 20% of the students are male. Nobody at Fillmore knows Laurie's real age or status. Marlowe has provided false documents which indicate her age as 12 and that she has just completed the Sixth grade.

Colonel Margaret England, (51), US Army Retired, is an old family friend of the Marlowes. Having raised three girls a few years older than Laurie, she has agreed to move in with the Marlowes and serve as Laurie’s foster mother for a few months until Marlowe’s retirement date.

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Supper was passed in quiet conversation, although Laurie had to concentrate on not squirming too much as her punished bare bottom made contact with the hard, wooden chair. After dinner, she cleared off the table and washed the dishes as the adults conversed over coffee in the living room. Her chores done, she walked back into the living room, considered the chairs and decided to sprawl bare bottom-up on the floor between them.

Margaret smiled, "Now all we need is a bear-skin rug for you to pose on."

Laurie giggled. "There's enough bare skin in the room right now as it is."

Her father smiled, “OK, now for tomorrow's program. You are going to need new ID from the base that shows you as 13. I have a birth certificate -Don't ask me how I got it - and some school records. We're going to have to clean out your purse of all the old ID."

"OK, Daddy,” she agreed and went off to get her purse.

Margaret frowned when she returned. "That's too grownup a purse for a pre-teen. We'll find something more suitable tomorrow."

Laurie thought for a moment. "I have another one, much smaller, that I had in high school. Let me see if I can find it." She bounced out of the room and up the stairs.

In a few minutes, she returned triumphantly. "Here it is." She handed it to Margaret.

"Ah, that is much better," Margaret smiled. "This is something any girl from 12-18 could carry. Now let's see what we can transfer from the old one to this one."

"I'll need all her credit cards, driver's license and anything else that shows her real age," Tom stated.

Laurie frowned. "that's right, I can't drive any more, damn. And no more credit cards?"

"They issue credit cards for teens with small credit limits," Tom responded. "We'll get you one of those for emergencies."

At that point, the doorbell rang. Laurie jumped up and was heading for the hallway when Tom called out, "Aren't you forgetting something, Princess Red Bottom."

Laurie looked down at her nude lower body and blushed. "Oops, that was close!"

"Go upstairs, put your jammie pants back on and come back down, " Tom directed. “If it's who I think it is, it doesn't really matter, but no sense taking chances."

Laurie scampered up the stairs, her bare bottom bouncing charmingly.

Tom waited until she was clear and went to the door. He admitted a balding middle-aged man with rugged features and a short beard. "Good to see you, Henry," he said, shaking hands.

"My pleasure Colonel," the man replied, "And you too, Colonel England," nodding to the woman on the couch.

Laurie came down the stairs in her pajamas and smiled at the new visitor.

"Laurie, this is Sergeant Major Henry Paxton. Henry, this is my daughter Laurie." Tom made the introductions. Laurie made a half-curtsey and the man nodded his head.

"And a very charming young lady, she is," the old NCO responded. Laurie smiled and blushed.

Paxton sat down in the other armchair, Margaret remained on the couch and Laurie, after some hesitation, resumed her pose on the floor, but with her bottom covered this time.

Paxton opened his briefcase and withdrew a sheaf of documents. "I think this will cover all of what you need, Sir, " he stated crisply. "I had to pull in some favors to get some of these, but this should provide your little girl with all the documentation she needs to show that she is a 13-year-old ready to enter the seventh grade. There's even medical records to show why she had to drop out of school and repeat the third grade."

He peered at Laurie over his glasses, "You are going to have to study this very carefully, Miss Laurie. You have to be careful not to let information slip that might cause these documents to be questioned. Most of it is just background information that you will probably never need, but it is better to have all bases covered."

Laurie looked troubled. "How many people are involved in this conspiracy anyway? It looks like lots of people have taken lots of chances to help one little girl stay out of jail."

"You don't need to know that, Little Red,” Her father stated firmly. “The less you know about who did what, the less you might accidentally reveal."

Paxton rose to his feet, “I have to get going, Colonel. Look the stuff over and if you have any questions, give me a call."

Laurie jumped to her feet. "I'll show him out, Daddy." She paused and said, “Thank you Sergeant Major, and all the people who helped me” She hugged the old soldier and kissed him firmly on the cheek.

Paxton hugged her in return and patted her bottom. When she yelped, and rubbed her bottom, he laughed sympathetically. "I see the Old Man is still a strict disciplinarian.”

Laurie blushed furiously. "Yes, he is and I can't really complain. I pretty much deserve everything I get and then some."

Paxton nodded, "The Colonel was always strict but always fair. You are a very lucky girl to have him as a father. And Colonel England will be a good auntie for you, too.”

After the old NCO had left, Marlowe glanced over the papers. "I will review these in detail tonight and make sure everything is OK. Tomorrow morning I'll take you to the Fort to get an ID card. On the way back, we'll stop off at the orthodontist and in the afternoon, your Aunt Margaret will take you to the PX for a shopping spree."

Laurie looked glum. "I wouldn't call it a "spree" if I can only buy kid clothes," she complained.

"Be that as it may, that's what we'll do," her father replied. "Now off to bed with you and set your alarm for seven AM."

"Bed already?" Laurie protested. "It's not even ten o'clock yet! And it's not even a school night."

'You've had a long tiring day, little one," her father declared firmly. "And you are going to have to get used to a new schedule."

"Yes, Sir," she said, unconvinced but obedient.

Laurie hugged and kissed her father and new aunt goodnight and trudged grimly up the stairs to face her new life as a recycled teenager.

END OF Part 3

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