Chapter 40

It was Friday afternoon, Liam was sitting at the kitchen table keeping his hands still after painting them from a vial called Ocean Sparkles, a light blue colored nail polish that had just as the name indicated, sparkles all through it. He couldn’t touch anything while they were drying, making what Miss Megan dropped off in front of him maddening.

Jeremy hadn’t so much as mentioned getting the letter from him and it had given him hope it got lost in the mail. The letter sitting in front of him now changed things, Jeremy hadn’t said anything because he responded in kind, with a letter of his own.

Sitting across from Leah, Megan smirked at how her charge just stared at the envelope, like she was unsure if it was a snake that would bite her or a treasure to be held. Christine had told her how adorable it was that Leah had sent a letter, just something kids didn’t do in today’s age and how she had encouraged her son to do so in kind. It was the reason she came here today instead of having Leah come to her, so she could see this event unfold. “That could be private, but I could open it and read it for you if you like?”

“Hmmm? Oh umm, maybe I should like wait for my nails to dry first.” It was embarrassing enough that Jeremy wrote him back, sweet, but embarrassing, he didn’t need to add more by having Miss Megan read it too.

“You let me read the letter you sent him, but if you don’t trust me I understand. A teen girl does need her privacy.” Trust, that was the key word and one Leah had violated earlier that week. Bailey had told her how she tried to get into her computer and when she hooked her cell phone up to it later she noticed how files were moved to her phone when they synced. If Leah had gotten into the computer she could have deleted a lot of things. Evidence not just of Leah, but also Bailey. She had mentally berated herself for not saving everything online, but made sure she didn’t repeat that error. Now there needed to be a punishment, but she hadn’t been able to come up with something that just felt right for it all, not yet at least. So for now she was sure Leah thought she had gotten away with things, something she needed to address sooner rather than later.

“I, I trust Miss Megan.” He saw the look in her face, she didn’t look upset, just disappointed. What she desired and didn’t shouldn’t matter to him, he knew that, yet it did. Liam knew he needed to stay on her good side, he needed to gain access to her computer and if he was being honest with himself he liked it better when she was happy with him. Besides he figured, she is a chick and they love romance things like this, so he was going to be a little more embarrassed, that was just life now.

With permission given Megan picked up the letter, slid her nail across the envelope to open it. When the paper was torn right away she could smell a hint of cologne and wondered if Christine had told her son to do that.

“Lets see.” She said unfolding the letter, giving Leah a smile as she made eye contact briefly before reading.

“My dearest Leah, getting a letter from you was unexpected, and made me swoon. Can boys swoon? Should boys swoon? Well, I almost swooned I didn’t exactly faint. Thank you for writing me Leah, getting it made me feel loved and because of that I wanted to borrow some words from Scott Fitzgerald.

You are the finest, loveliest, tenderest, and most beautiful person I have ever known and even that is an understatement.

Leah I can’t wait to look into your eyes again, see your smile again, hold your hand again, hold you in my arms again, kiss you again and as I finish writing this, I can’t wait to read a letter from you again. “

Folding the piece of paper up like it was, Megan touched it to her lips, inhaling the scent and confirming what she thought about what she smelled before. It may have been Christeen’s idea for Jeremy to write back, but that young man as awkward as he could be seemed to easily be able to speak from his heart. “Now that was romantic, what do you think?” She asked noting the red coming to Leah’s cheeks.

“I think he is really sweet.” Liam looked down to his drying nails, watching the light from the room glimmer off of them.

“He mentioned how the letter made him feel loved, do you think he believes you love him?”

“NO! I mean I doubt it Miss Megan.”

“Hmm I wonder. The young are always so quick to say they love someone and while I have been quick to dismiss it in the past. Now I’m starting to think it isn’t any less true, just a different kind of love.”

“I’m not like in love with him.” Liam was quick to say, even though he had been having thoughts of Jeremy come to his mind much more frequently since Wednesday night. Little things like wondering what he was up to for no reason, or checking his phone to see if Jeremy had sent him anything. Being hard on himself for taking extra time to look nice for Jeremy and then in almost in the next mental breath thinking about things he could have done to look better, or do better. How he never even offered Jeremy snacks or to refill his glass of water.

“I didn’t say you were.” Megan shifted in her seat, moving to rest her cheek in her hand as she rested her elbow on the table.

“You have been busy this week, tell me about the things you did and what you liked about them.”

“Like… umm okay. I have spent a lot of time at the hospital volunteering and umm I see how busy the nurses are and how they don’t have enough help. So it feels good to help them when I know what I do frees them up to help more people.” It was a shock to know how normal it was for the nurses to be short staffed and still expected to handle everything. Liam would have figured something as important as that would rarely if ever be left like that. He didn’t want to give out food or change bed linens, but he had to admit being thanked for those little things felt good. He wasn’t allowed to fix a car or anything while he was being punished, but he never felt the way he did at the end of the shift at the shop like he did at the hospital. Though his feet weren’t killing him at the end of the day at the shop.

“That sounds nice, have you considered being a nurse when you grow up?” Liam replied with a small shake of his head. “Maybe that role would be a little to tough for a ditzy girl like you, but I bet you would be nodding if Jeremy said he was going to be a doctor.”

Feeling another stupid blush coming to his cheeks, Liam ignored the comment and pushed on. “I have also been going to music lessons and I’m totally loving them. I always have to start with the same song and do it right before I can move on to other things, but Mrs. Stinemark seems almost as happy as I am when I try a new song. You like wouldn’t know it by looking at her, but she is really nice, it is just like hard to see at first. Oh, like Bailey and Candi had their first voice lesson yesterday.”

“I heard they went, how did they do?” Liam shook his head to the question.

“They were coming in when Daddy was picking me up, but Bailey said how she did really well. She also said Mrs. Stinemark was trying to get Candi to consider learning an instrument, she isn’t bad, but she isn’t good either.” Liam found himself giggling at the text message chain from the girls, how even bringing it up seemed to set a fire under Candi.

“Do you think Jeremy might like to go too? I do recall him singing to you and him joining could mean you get to see him more.”

“I umm like didn’t think about that.” Liam pressed his lips together as he thought about how he had been sung to like that.

“Maybe I will ask him.” He really wasn’t sure seeing Jeremy more often would be a good idea. He felt a bit confused about him. Jeremy was really nice and it was natural to think of someone who was being that kind to you when it was real, something he wasn’t used to at all, but Liam knew he deserved something real, not him.

“I will help you out.” Megan picked up Leah’s phone, and started typing out a text message to Jeremy.

Leah: So I have been totally thinking about u.

Leah: Not a lot though

Leah: Well maybe a lot lol

Leah: Sooo me Bailey and Candi go 2 music lessons

Leah: And I was thinking about your voice :)

Leah: If u went 2 I might be able to see u more

Leah: No forget it I like shouldnt ask

Leah: Forget I said anything

“There, I think I did a good impression of you. Don’t you think?” Liam gave her a smile, knowing Jeremy wouldn’t be able to tell that someone else used his phone. Great, I’m glad I could help, but let's continue with your week.”

“Umm, I practice my saxophone, I keep practicing walking in high heels with my back straight, doing makeup and hair.”

Megan motioned with one of her hands to Leah’s hands. “And your nails.”

“Yep, and my nails and it is super fun to make myself look prettier. A good girl always looks her best and I’m getting better.”

“Are you excited about the beauty pageant?”

“Yeah, but like also nervous.” Liam moved his fingers a bit to try and feel if his nails were dry enough.

“That is to be expected, this is your first one and if you do everything I tell you I’m sure you will do fine.” It was Megan’s first pageant too, but she had been talking to a coworker who had advice after his wife brought daughter up in that world when she was younger.

“I will Miss Megan.”

“Always the good girl aren’t you Leah.”

“I’m a good girl and proud of Miss Megan.”

“What about when you deleted files off my phone and tried to do the same for my computer. Do you think you were being a good girl then?”

His body stopped moving as his fear and adrenaline spiked. Hearing her ask that told him the jig was up, he thought he was still in the clear when she had known.

“Well?”

“No…” His blue eyes met her own for just a split second before he looked away. Liam wasn’t sure what to say, he had been so careful he didn’t think he was going to get caught.

“Leah, this feels worse than just not being obedient, you actively tried to get out of a punishment, going behind my back. Do you agree?”

“Yes, Miss Megan.” The torments she was about to bring down on him made him feel small and his voice reflected that.

“I give you credit for not trying to run from me this time.” Megan took in Leah’s look for the day. She had on light blue A frame dress that stopped mid thigh, with a thin bright pink belt, suntan brown panthose and heels matching her belt. She looked like a girl well put together for an afternoon out. “What would you suggest for punishment for something this severe?”

“Are you going to call the police?” They were Liam’s first thoughts when she said he was trying to get out of this whole punishment.

Standing up from her chair, Megan paced around the table till she was behind her prey. She placed both of her hands on Leah’s shoulders before leaning in. “If I did, I think things would go worse for you looking like that. It is always an option, but it feels very final and I think you can come up with things. So tell me Leah, what shall be done with you?” She wished she could follow through on the threat to drop Leah off at a brothel, but with her identity of a sixteen year old that wouldn’t work out and she looked a far cry from the twenty something man she once was.

“Oh I know, how about we doll you up and have your Daddy take your virginity?” Liam’s eyes went wide in fright, he tried to turn to look at Miss Megan, but her grip on his shoulders grew tighter, holding him down in place.

“Please, please no, maybe, maybe, maybe a spanking?”

“A single spanking hmm, how about one to start with that now, and we can come up with more till I can trust you will be a good girl. You do want to be a good girl, don't you, sweetie?” Megan moved her hands from Leah and stepped to the side and backwards so she could see her face.

“I am a good girl.” Liam said back to her in a quiet voice. Megan pulled out one of the kitchen chairs, that looked like they were bought on the cheap and then moved it to the center of the kitchen. Sitting down she patted her lap.

“Then you will have to prove that to me Leah, come lay across my lap.” Without complaint Liam moved over to her and laid down so his stomach was across her legs. He felt the air come across his bottom, through the pantyhose when she pulled up his dress. Then with no warning given he felt the first slap of her hand on his ass, the lacy boyshorts and panyhose doing nothing to protecting from the impact.

“Is your name Leah or Liam?” He opened his mouth to reply when her hand came down again.

“Leah.”

“Leah wouldn’t have done violated my trust. I want you to take a second, say out loud your name, your full name, I want you to think hard about who you are.” Then her hand came down again in the same spot she had hit last time.

“Leah, Leah Megan Summers, my name is Leah Megan Summers!”

“Again!” Megan said as she continued her ****.

“Are you a girl or a boy?” The question like the last came with a physical blow, each not feeling like it had her full might behind it, but with each new one the cumulative pain rose.

“I’m a girl, I’m a girl!” My name is Leah Megan Summers I’m a girl, I’m a girl, Leah Megan Summers. The thoughts repeated as the feminized man squirmed on her lap, heeled feet kicking the air from the pain, one falling to the kitchen’s linoleum floor.

“If I so much as believe you think you are a boy this will get much worse. Her, she is how you will think of yourself. Unless your name isn’t Leah.”

“No, no I’m Leah, please it hurts.” Megan brought her hand down again, feeling Leah’s body convulse a little as the girl in her lap started to cry. She knew this was Liam, but no part of this person’s attitude was like the one she started working against. Leah was compliant, hardly ever spoke out and physically she was pretty sure the girl's overall weight had gone down by a quarter with the muscle mass slipping away along with a little fat from the diet and use of the hormones in her shakes.

“Are you a her or a him?”

“Her!” She heard Leah sniffle as she braced her body for another spanking that didn’t come.

“You can get up now Leah, and let's go see if you have any cream to help sooth your bottom here. After that you can clean yourself up and we can work on a letter back to your boyfriend, how does that sound?”

Sniffling and touching her sore bottom Leah nodded slightly. “Good.” The punishment hurt, but Leah was more than happy to take that as the alternative. She was a ma… girl and could take it. She found herself pouting at the mental correctly, Miss Megan had no idea how h… she thought, but if another spanking would come from her believing that was what was going on in hi... Her mind he really didn’t want to risk it right now.