An Education - Mistletoe and Wine

Postby KP Presents » Thu Dec 20, 2012 8:01 am

Are you waiting for the family to arrive?

It may be a week to Christmas, but more importantly, it’s ten days to my birthday! After the year Jenny and I have had, with all the frights, surprises and changes, I’m looking forward more than ever to being eleven!

Mind you, Christmas First!!!! I finish school on Thursday, and then we’re all getting together for a great big Christmas family lunch. Aunt Connie and Uncle Dave will be there, as will Aunt Cassie - and two others, even if we can’t see them. When I heard about Mummy and Aunt Cassie, I was jumping for joy!

Right now I’m getting ready for our school party, which is after classes today. We get to go in our own clothes, so I’ve dug out a pair of jeans and my sweatshirt that I got a few weeks ago in Maine, when we went on holiday and saw Heidi and all her friends. We hadn’t seen each other since the summer, and what a week we had! Trips, making new friends, and of course lots of tie-up games - some of them even at our choice.

The best new friend I made out there, however, was Cindy, Heidi’s best friend - she helped me finally get over all my fears after the events at Aunt Cassie’s house, and of all things it happened during what they call a ‘Home Invasion.’

It was the Thursday, and Cindy’s mother had invited me, Jenny and Granny to come round for dinner. We’d been on a trip with Alicia and the others, so it was about six o’clock when we got to their house and met them at the front door. We all walked in, and took our coats off, but when we went to open the front door two men stopped us, dressed in suits and with stockings over their heads. We were pushed into the front room, and the door shut on us as we saw a third man standing there,

We had learnt a bit about Cindy and her mother the previous Sunday, but what we did not know was that they were actually under some sort of protection, because her father had been involved in some big financial mess some years before. When we were marched into the front room, they told us they were escaped convicts, who had met Cindy’s father, and now wanted some of the money they thought he had stolen.

Well, Cindy’s mum - her name was Dorothy - didn’t know anything about any money. So they decided they were going to hold us hostage, and stay the night, so that she could get them some money in the morning. While they kept Granny and Cindy’s mum downstairs, the man who had held Cindy marched the three of us up to her room, tied our hands behind our back and left us there.

Now, ever since that night at Aunt Cassie’s I’ve been very scared of what might happen if we were caught again. It was different at Jenny’s birthday party, as we were all friends there, but this was the first time, and Jenny and Cindy could both see I was shaking.

That was when Cindy started to tell me some of the things that had happened to her - how she first found out about tie-up games from Heidi, and then about the weekend when she was held hostage by some madman who had a grudge against Heidi’s mother and aunt.

I can’t remember all the details, but as she told me how scared she was, and how much of a support Heidi had been to her, I began to realize something - it was all right to be afraid, if someone else was there with you. I looked at Jenny, who nodded as she smiled at me, and then the tears came.

I don’t think I’d cried so much since I heard about the mum of one of my school friends dying, but it was something of a relief to let it all out. I guess it was a bit like what Alicia felt way back in the summer.

After that, there was no holding the three of us back, as we quickly untied each other’s wrists, and then tried to run out of the room - straight into the stomach of the man standing guard outside. He marched us back in again, re-tied our hands behind our back, this time crossing our wrists instead of having them side by side, crossed and bound our ankles, then found three of Cindy’s scarves and tried to gag us by pulling them between our lips and tying the ends together at the back of our necks.

Like that was going to be a problem for us - as Cindy watched us push the scarves out of our mouths again, and we talked about the other attempt to rob them earlier in the week. Cindy had fetched help that time, but this time she wanted to wait - she said the gang in this case needed someone more specialized to deal with them, and she knew who that person was going to be.

Next thing we knew, we were been forced downstairs, where Granny and Dorothy were sat side by side on a couch, both with their hands behind their backs and ropes around their ankles and legs. Apparently they had used our computer to go on-line, and there had been a local newspaper report about the “visiting dignitary, Lady Lucinda Holderness, and her family.”

The stupid men actually thought they could use us to get money from Lady Holderness? They didn’t know her very well - but a sit turned out, we didn’t know the Ellsworth family very well either - or the level of protection they had.

Anyway, we were made to stand up, and one of the men spotted we had pushed the gags out of our mouths rather too easily, so he decided to “do something about it.”

What that meant is we had our arms tightly bound to our sides with rope, at our waist and tummies, with little lengths under our armpits to keep them tight. Cindy and I were marched into her room, while Jenny was taken into her mother’s room with Granny. Dorothy had been left downstairs, presumably to do something.

The two of us were sat back to back, and tied together at our tummies, before our legs were tied at our ankles and knees. He was just going to use the scarves as cleave gags again, but I told him off right and proper, so he pushed a handkerchief into our mouths, tied the scarf over them, and then put some clear tape over our heads as well to keep the gag in place.

IT felt different, and not as quieting as I would have liked, but I didn’t care - they had tied me tightly, and that was what I wanted. I felt Cindy’s hand pressing mine, and we sat there, wondering what was going to happen.

Now, I said her father had done something big, and they were under protection? Unknown to me, there were cameras in her room, and somebody they knew called Anne had been told what was happening. Anne had called Heidi’s mother, she had told Lady Holderness, and…

Well, we were both woken up at about three o’clock by the sound of talking downstairs, and I recognized the accent, clear and soft, of Alicia’s grandmother. She had apparently walked up to the door, rung the bell and announced herself to the startled intruders, saying she wanted to negotiate our release!

I’d seen her do this once before, and I knew what was happening, so I nudged Cindy and squeezed her hand as the window to her room slowly opened, and a woman dressed in black crept in. She stopped and looked at us for a moment, then let herself out of the room.

We listened, and then there was silence for a few minutes, before the door opened again and Jenny came in. “It’s over,” she said as she quietly untied us, “we’re going to go back to Veronica’s house, but we can’t tell anyone what happened here. You understand, don’t you Cassie?”

I nodded and said “The Craig Compact?”

“The what compact,” Cindy said quietly, before the black clad woman came in and escorted us down the stairs. We joined Granny and Jenny, and caught a glimpse of three men on the floor, before Lady Holderness came out and simply said “Let’s go.”



When we finally got back to Britain, we were taken straight to Holderness Manor, where we had a big surprise party, so it was Tuesday before Jenny and I could sit down and talk to Granny.

“Girls,” she said as we sat in Jenny’s room, while Mum was talking to Aunt Cassie downstairs, “Last Thursday we had an interesting evening. I want to tell you something about it, but you need to promise to keep it under the compact, all right?”

We looked at each other and nodded as Granny said “You know that Lord Holderness had a business in the city, but what you may not know is that he and Lady Holderness had a slightly different career in the past.

“When I first met Alexander, it was when he was a Captain in the Intelligence Corps - we were stationed in the same base. He and Lucinda were both officers, working on relations with our friends at the time in Russia - this would be over thirty years ago now. Of course, I had known Lucinda for years before that, but I had no idea she had married so well.

“Anyway, they were involved in some - interesting times, and your late grandfather and I knew much of them. I can’t tell you everything - some things go above compacts and such like - but they have very, very well placed contacts.

“Not even Alicia and Suzie know this, so you must not tell them. Suffice to say their grandmother is a very brave woman, do you understand?”

Well we both knew that, so we nodded and no more was said about it - and now here we are, a week before Christmas, and it’s party time.

Dad poked his head round the door and said “Time for school, poppet.” I nodded and pulled on my thick duffle coat, then ran down the stairs, putting n my Ugg boots as I sat on the bottom one.

“When you come home tonight,” Dad said as he picked up my bag, “We’ll have a special family time, all right? Your aunts and Gran will be here as well”

“Can Mum play as well?”

“If we’re careful, yes - now come on, or you’re going to be late!”
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Re: An Education - Misteltoe and Wine

Postby Imp Caesar Augustus » Thu Dec 20, 2012 10:36 am

This Christmas tale is starting great!!

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Postby John Kennon Smith » Thu Dec 20, 2012 10:47 am

Wonderful beginning!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Postby Tom Ford » Thu Dec 20, 2012 11:12 am

Well, that tale was riveting. I’m so glad Cassie got over her earlier fears. She might still be afraid in the future, but she’ll know that it isn’t wrong to be afraid, and she might still act like herself in similar events.

Seems to me that those thugs picked the wrong family, or rather, families, to extort!!!

So it seems that both Sir Desmond, Lady Holderness’ husband, and her son Alexander were part of the Intelligence Corps! That’s one awesome family!!! I wonder if the next generation will follow too? Or would that generation prefer the quiet life in contrast to the exciting life of the previous one? Well, as quiet as one can get when their main hobby is ropes and gags!!!


I wonder what family time means? I am assuming their friends Alicia and Suzie won’t be involved as they are not family. We’ll just have to see, won’t we? The one thing for sure is, Cassie would probably complain if she won’t be tied up in that so called family time! And how cold is it? I am assuming that they are living in a place with heavy snowfall at that part of year, right? I am assuming they would play some tie up games that they could only do in winter!!!

Anyway, this is a great start to another tale of Cassie and Jenny and company!!!!!!!!!!!

Re: An Education - Misteltoe and Wine

Postby William F Somebody » Thu Dec 20, 2012 8:31 pm

Another great story in the making, KP! At least we get to know what really happened on Thursday night. Starting from Learning the Ropes, then counting After School Special, Play Date, Surprise Visitor, Price of Friendship and the first home invasion of the costumed thugs in Looking For A New England, that would be the seventh time she has been tied up by thugs, seven times more than the typical ten year old girl, or even the average person in her entire life. When Cassie’s older, she would have a bucket of tales to tell to her children!!!!

It’s Christmas, and her birthday’s on December 28 (Well one week is seven days, and adding three days would be ten days). Good thing Christmas is first, and not to close to her birthday. I wonder if Cassie would have separate presents on Christmas and her birthday? Probably, she’s still too young for her not to get separate presents, especially from her family. Of course, they could always give the gift that keeps on giving, the gift of rope and tape. And it seems they are giving one early on their so called family time. I wonder what will they do in this family time? Would it be memorable enough that she won’t forget it if Christmas and her birthday, not to mention New Year (it’s really a holiday season for her)? I probably can’t wait for Bobby’s gift. Is that his gift for Christmas, birthday, or both? And by your hint, who is the other birthday girl? Will they have a birthday on exactly the same day, or separate days but just sufficiently close to each other to be able to get away with one party?

Will they try to outdo Jenny’s birthday? Especially if it would involve two birthday parties?

Anyway, waiting for more, KP!!

Re: An Education - Misteltoe and Wine

Postby John Kennon Smith » Thu Dec 20, 2012 11:39 pm

Great story!!

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Postby John Kennon Smith » Fri Dec 21, 2012 7:14 am

Great update!

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Postby John Kennon Smith » Fri Dec 21, 2012 9:19 am

Oh and please please update really really soon!!!!!!!!!!!

Re: An Education - Mistletoe and Wine

Postby KP Presents » Thu Jan 03, 2013 3:07 am

The party - the party was great. I loved the games, the dancing, and of course the presents, but all I really wanted to do was get home, so when Mum picked me up from school I was almost beside myself with excitement.

Mum was wearing a big heavy coat, with her brown leather boots visible under the hem, the straps tightened to make them fit against her legs. I jumped into the car and as Mum started it I said “Is everyone else home yet?”

“I think Aunt Cassie has been held up at school,” Mum said as she drove down the road, “it was their party as well, so she had to clear up afterwards, but she will join us soon. Jenny should be home by the time we get back.”

Jenny was indeed home, and had changed into a pair of grey joggers and a matching sweatshirt. She was sitting watching television when we came into the house, calling out “Dad says tea will be ready in a few minutes,” as Mum took off her coat to reveal the grey cowl necked sweater she was wearing over a long sleeved blue top and grey leggings.

“Great, I’ll give him a hand,” she said as she walked into the kitchen, her boots clopping on the floor. “How was school, squirt,” Jenny said as I jumped onto the seat beside her.

“Not bad,” I replied as I watched the panto with her, and then she handed me a card. “Alicia gave me this for you,” she said as I opened it, to find a white card inside.

Please come to my 11th birthday party
4 pm, Monday 31st December,
My House

Suzie Holderness


“After that,” Jenny said as I read the card, “Alicia says we’ve all been invited to a New Year party at Holderness Manor. Dad has already said we’ll go.”

“Go where,” Dad said as he came in, wiping his hands on a cloth.

“The party at Holderness Manor - Cassie has bagged an invite to Suzie’s birthday party before that.”

“Of course we will - I’ll talk to Suzie’s parents to see if they can bring you along afterwards. Anyway - both of you, in the kitchen. Your tea is ready, and I want you to have eaten before the others get here.”

We both jumped up and ran into the kitchen, sitting at the table as the door opened and Granny came in, talking her coat off as she did so. “Hello girls,” she said as she smoothed down her knee length blue skirt, “Ready to have some fun later?”

“When the others get here and they have eaten,” Mum said as she put the kettle on.



It was about seven o’clock when Aunt Cassie finally came to the door. “Sorry I’m late,” she said as she took off her leather jacket, “I had a terrible time getting away from the school. I take it I’m the last one?”

“You are,” Dad said as they walked into the front room. I jumped onto the couch next to Mum, while Jenny sat on the other side of her. In the chair was Granny, who had a mug of coffee in her hands as she looked around the room. She was wearing a pair of baggy black leather boots and a long sleeved blouse with a floral patterned scarf tied around her neck.

Aunt Connie and Uncle Dave were sitting on two of the dining table chairs. Uncle Dave had on a shirt and trousers, while Aunt Connie was wearing a purple whirly patterned dress with sleeves down to her elbows. She had a little bump at her tummy, and a new pair of grey suede boots were on her legs.

Aunt Cassie was wearing a pair of black leather trousers with felt ankle boots, and a white roll necked sweater that had a blue scarf folded into a triangle and tied around her neck so that the point fell on one shoulder.

“Well, now that we’re all here,” Uncle Dave said as he stood up, “We can begin. We’re going to make you all nice and comfortable, as well as quiet, while John and I take care of a few things. Jennifer, why don’t you come and sit next to Cassie - you both get to sit on the chair this time.”

“How thoughtful,” Mum said with a slightly sarcastic tone as she stood up and walked over, sitting herself down as she looked at us. “Hands behind the back of the chair?”

“If you would be so kind,” Dad said as he walked behind her. The four of us watched as Uncle Dave and Dad guided the hands of Mum and Aunt Cassie behind the chair back, and then did something to them before they tied them together with some rope. “Are you going to tie them to the back,” Mum said as she looked over her shoulder, and then she nodded as Dad did just that.

“Well, at least we get a nice comfy seat this time,” Aunt Connie said as Uncle Dave walked in front of her and put her ankles together, using some rope to tie them tightly to each other so that the grey suede squeaked slightly against her rope, then took them to the side and tied them to one of the front legs. As for Mum, Dad tied her ankles to each of the front legs, and then they both had their waist tied to the back of the chair with a long length of rope.

“Gag us when the others are ready,” Mum said as Uncle Dave and Dad looked at me and Jenny. “Ready, Poppet,” Dad said as he handed me a pair of white socks, while Uncle Dave handed one to Jenny.

“Can we get the full works,” I said, and Dad nodded as we put the socks on our hands and stood up, turning to face Aunt Cassie and Granny as we crossed our wrists behind our back. I giggled as I felt the rope pulling against my wrists, while Dad tied them tightly together and then tied them to my back with rope around my waist. As he cinched the rope between my arms and back, he tickled my sides, making me giggle and wriggle as Jenny watched from beside me.

“You two are going to lying on your tummies on the floor,” Dad said as he wrapped some rope around my arms and stomach, “so we’ll make you nice and secure, and then ask you to wait while we take care of Granny and Aunt Cassie, all right?”

I nodded as I felt my arms been pinned to my side, and then sat down on the couch next to Jenny as Granny and Aunt Cassie stood up. “So where do you want both of us,” Granny said as she looked at Dad.

“Put these on first - everyone gets the same, Mum,” he said as he handed them some socks to put on their hands, and then we watched as they had their wrist crossed behind their back and tied together, and then rope around their waists to hold them in position. They were then helped to sit on the floor, to one side, and as we all watched Dad and Uncle Dave tied their upper bodies together with a long length of rope, passing it around them, and then between their backs and their arms as they were tied together.

“You know what this reminds me of, Mum? The time John held us both hostage in the bedroom until Connie returned with a ransom of sweets from the shop,” Aunt Cassie said as Uncle Dave crossed her ankles and tied them tightly together, the rope sinking into the black felt, and then tied her legs together below her knees.

“Oh yeah, I remember that day,” Aunt Connie said as she tried to wriggle round in her chair. “I especially remember the fact he tied me up in my own room and would not let either of you go until he had checked every single sweet was as demanded.”

“Good thing I did check,” Dad said as he finished tying Granny’s legs together below her knees, and then pulled her skirt down to cover the rope, “Or else I would not have noticed you had pilfered a few.” Standing up, he came over and started to tie our ankles together, crossing them as the rope went over the socks we had pulled up over the cuffs of our pants, and then our legs below our knees, before we were helped to lie on the floor and placed in our favorite hogties.

“This is great,” I said as I looked up and smiled at Mum, “How much longer do you think you and Aunt Connie will be able to play these games, Mum?”

“We’ll play that by ear, dear,” Mum said with a smile as Dad folded six handkerchiefs into pads. “Right,” he finally said as he handed three to Uncle Dave, “Time for you all to enjoy some nice, peaceful quiet girls’ time together. Open wide now.”

One by one, we had a pad pushed into our mouth, the cotton tickling my tongue as it went into my mouth, and then we had one of Dad’s old ties pulled between our lips to keep it in place. I wanted more, though, and nodded like mad when Dad produced two rolls of our favorite white tape, and wound it round the head of each of us, sealing in the gag as we mumbled.

“You know what would look nice,” Uncle Dave said a she looked at Granny and Aunt Cassie on the floor. Dad nodded as they removed the scarves from around their neck, folded them into bands and then tied them over their white bands.

“Stttt,” Mum mumbled as she looked at Dad. “Give me a minute,” he said as he left the room, returning with four more scarves that he tied over the mouths of all of use. I looked at Jenny as we wriggled a bit on the floor, while Dad said “Right - Dave and I need to sort something out, so just hang in there, all right?”

“Lrrtsn,” Granny said as she looked at the two men leaving the room. As he passed the music player, Uncle Dave pressed a button, as we heard the sound of Micky Bubles singing a Christmas song….

We all sat or lay there, laughing as we tried to talk to each other, and occasionally a squeaking sound as we tried to move our legs - especially from Mummy, Granny and Aunt Cassie, as the leather they were wearing rubbed against the rope, or the chair. We didn’t want to be free either as the music played - it was great just to be together, and to share this. I felt like the luckiest girl in the world, to have such a great family.

We were like that for two hours, before Dad and Uncle Dave freed us - we both had the last day of school tomorrow, so we needed to go to our beds.



The days that followed that seemed to pass in a blur - after all, Christmas always seems to come far too quickly, but there was one thing about Christmas morning that Mum and Dad never really liked - the fact that Jenny and I tended to get up earlier than usual.

Much earlier than usual - I think my personal record is two in the morning, so when Dad said to us on Christmas Eve “We need to find a way to make sure that you two stay in bed tomorrow morning,” we both looked at each other and then at him.

“Oh no,” Mum said quietly, “You know how we feel about you two sleeping tied up. We only allow it when you’re really, really tired, and this is not one of those nights.”

“But it’s a special night, Mum,” I pleaded, “and you just have to stop us getting out of the bed. We promise we’ll be good…”

Mum and Dad looked at each other, before Dad said “all right, we can do this - but I want you two to sleep in the same bed, so we’ll use the double bed in the spare room. I want you to go and change into your pajamas, brush your teeth, and make sure you each have a pair of bedsocks on, all right?”

It was about ten when he said this, and to be honest, I was a little tired, so we both nodded and went upstairs. Fifteen minutes later, we were sitting on the spare double bed, waiting for Mum and Dad. I had on a new pair of light blue cotton pajamas, while Jenny was wearing her old Tigger ones. We both had a pair of white bedsocks on our feet, and as they came in we saw Dad was carrying two lengths of rope and two pairs of fingerless mittens.

“I’m only going to do a simple tie,” he said quietly, “and I want your word to me and your mother you will not try and get off the bed until we come in in the morning.” We both nodded as he gave us the mittens, and we put them on our hands.

Dad then handed one coil of rope to Mum, and we watched as they both made a lasso and then passed it over our heads, Mum for me and Dad for Jenny, pulling it gently so that our arms were pinned to our sides. “Lie down,” Dad said, and when we had done so they tied our wrists together, palm to palm, in front of us, then took the rope down and around our legs above our knees, then round our ankles. When they had finished, we looked like a pair of parcels tied up for the postman.

“Now,” Dad said as he held up a roll of the white tape “One strip over your lips, and that is enough. That means you can breathe when you fall asleep, all right?”

“All right Dad,” I said, and I kissed him and Mum as they leaned over and hugged me before the tape went over my mouth. Jenny got the same, and as we snuggled together on the bed Dad said “Good night, Girls,” turning the light off. Jenny and I mumbled a bit for a while, but then my eyes just seemed to close themselves…
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Re: An Education - Mistletoe and Wine

Postby Tom Ford » Fri Jan 04, 2013 2:14 am

I apologize for the late comments, I still am in holiday mode, and just recently got back to this website…

What a pleasant update!!! Seeing Jenny, Aunt Cassie, Cassie, Aunt Connie, Granny, and Mum play that after school was wonderful. To imagine them tied like that, listening to that music!!! T’was simply delightful!! And Uncle Dave was very much a participant in this game, even if he was only recently introduced to it.

And of course, one must not forget about Christmas Eve! To be tied like that, the two sisters must have considered it another form of present. And I wonder, would there be any tie up related gifts for Christmas too? Or would her presents be given on her birthday instead? Or would there be separate gifts for those two occasions?

Suzie’s birthday is December 31? Wow! That’s one easy to remember birth anniversary!! Pity that as she would grow up, her birthday may be merged with New Year’s party!

Anyway, I wonder, how would Cassie and Suzie’s birthday Party (or parties) compare to that of Jenny? Jenny’s party was a wonder to behold. Would they even attempt to top it?

Let’s see.

And of course, we’ll see what’s Bobby’s present. Is it a Christmas present, or a birthday present? An is it for Cassie, or Suzie, or both?

Re: An Education - Mistletoe and Wine

Postby Imp Caesar Augustus » Fri Jan 04, 2013 3:47 am

What a fun Christmas this is turning out to be!!

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Postby William F Somebody » Fri Jan 04, 2013 5:18 pm

So Cassie’s birthday was on December 28, and Suzie December 31? Well, they’re apart enough for them to have a justification of having separate birthday parties. Oh boy, couple in the fact that it was Christmas in December 25, and all the others would have a devil of a time finding presents for Christmas presents for three different occasions. Perhaps someone who would normally give Cassie two presents on Christmas would only give her one present on Christmas and the other on her birthday?

Whatever the outcome, that was one hell of a holiday season for them. Christmas, Birthday, Birthday, New Year. More so than most families. Couple in the fact that this is the first Christmas where they as a family or families could enjoy it extra by being tied up and gagged would make this even more memorable, or even the fact that they would spend this holiday season with extra new friends—last holiday, they didn’t have Suzie and Alicia as dear friends, not to mention Mary, Cathy, Bobby, and Colin. Hope those two boys would be back to their old tricks once again!

Anyway, update as soon as you could, KP!!

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Postby John Kennon Smith » Sat Jan 05, 2013 2:23 am

What a fun Christmas!! :big: :big:

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Postby John Kennon Smith » Sat Jan 05, 2013 3:35 am

Great chapter!!!

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Postby John Kennon Smith » Sat Jan 05, 2013 8:48 am

Great update!!!!

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Postby Plueschbabycd » Sat Jan 05, 2013 9:13 am

Hallo what they get as presents would for also interesting. I know what feel like have birthday after Christmas. I born under the same zodiac sign but more his end :). Now what is with Christmas by other girls and over sea. :)
Andrew
"Don´t dream it, be it." Dr. Frank N. Furter in Rocky Horror Picture Show

Re: An Education - Mistletoe and Wine

Postby John Kennon Smith » Sun Jan 06, 2013 3:44 am

Oh and please please update really really soon!!! :big: :big:

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Postby KP Presents » Mon Jan 07, 2013 3:51 am

“Merry Christmas, Poppet!!”

I opened my eyes at the sound of Mum’s voice, and then looked at Jenny as she began to stir as well. Turning my head to the door, I say Mum standing there, wearing a blue silk dressing gown and smiling.

“There is a pair of scissors on the bed beside you,” she said as I noticed the kitchen scissors lying there, “and your stockings are at the end of your bed. It’s eight in the morning, and breakfast will be in an hour. See you downstairs.”

“Mrrrschrstmscsse,” Jenny said as she rolled over and looked at me, then wriggled down so that she could take the scissors in her hands and start to cut the rope that was holding my wrists to my legs. Once she had freed them, I could reach up and pull the tape off my mouth, before smiling and screaming “IT’S CHRISTMAS DAY!!!!”

“Ystsss,” Jenny said as she nodded her head, “btcnugtmfrre?”

I nodded as I started to pick at the knot that was holding the rope in place on here. As it finally gave way, she was able to kiss her ankles free, then her legs, before she helped to untie me and I was able to untie her.

“That’s better,” she said as she peeled the tape away from her mouth. “I need to go to the toilet - feel free to start in on your stocking.”

I nodded and literally jumped to the end of the bed, where a large red stocking had been left filled with small presents.

Now, I need to explain what tended to happen with me at Christmas, given my birthday is so very wonderfully close to it. I usually get quite a few smaller presents on Christmas day, and it tends to be gifts of money for me from the family, while Jenny gets bigger presents. I’m fine with that - because it means I get the bigger presents three days later, when it is my birthday. Great fun all round, as far as I’m concerned - especially as Mum and Dad always arrange a big birthday party for me.

Anyway - I grabbed the stocking and pulled it onto the bed, as Jenny came back in and picked hers up as well. Tearing into the first parcel, I found a brand new woolen scarf and gloves, which were a lovely pink colour. Jenny had a matching blue pair of gloves and scarf, as we began to eagerly work our way down, opening paper as if we were a pair of whirly dervies, as Dad once called us.

The stocking had a number of chocolate bars, fruit, and small gifts like CDs in them, but at the bottom of each was a small box wrapped in silver paper. As we opened it, Jenny gasped and said “Wow,” holding up a silver chain on the end of which was a small heart shaped locket.

“We felt it was time you both had one,” Dad said from the doorway. We jumped up and hugged him, saying “Thanks Dad”, “Merry Christmas,” and “Is that bacon I smell” - not necessarily in that order.

“Get washed and put on your dressing gowns,” Dad said with a smile - “After breakfast, you need to get ready for church - and remember, you get to take one thing from your stocking with you.”

Christmas Day at our house followed a fairly set pattern - we open out stockings, but any presents under the tree wait until we all come back from Church. Then we go for a walk, before Christmas Dinner - always cooked by Granny. “It’s the one thing I insist on,” She always said, “that I cook this one day for the family. Now get out and get some fresh air.”

But I’m getting ahead of myself - first things first, as we came down to the kitchen and ate our breakfast.

“Can we wear our new gloves and scarves when we go out later,” Jenny said as we watched the rain falling outside.

“Of course you can,” Mum said as she sat down. “It will give you the perfect excuse to try them out, but I need to stay behind this year.”

“Oh,” I said, “Will Granny let you?”

“She asked me to,” Mum said as she cut into her egg, “Apparently she wants the help. I’ve never known her to ask, but I’m sure it’s just to set the table - she’d never let me into the kitchen to actually cook.” She looked at Dad as she said this, who simply laughed and said “Don’t worry - she’s probably concerned about you overexerting yourself.”

“I doubt it, but I’m sure she has a good reason,” Mum said as she drank some of her hot drink. “Right, eat up, then go and get dressed - we need to be on our way to church by ten.”




The one good thing about our church service on Christmas Day is it is short.

Nah, I’m joking - it’s seeing everyone there and showing them our presents. Jenny and I both chose to wear our new lockets. I put on a white long sleeved jumper and a black pinafore dress, with white tights and flat shoes, while Jenny wore a green smock top, with a grey long sleeved top and leggings, and her favourite black corduroy boots with the buttons on the side. Mum had on her grey jumper and jacket, with her brown boots and leather jacket, while Dad had on a very striking new jumper and his trousers.

Granny, Aunt Connie and Uncle Dave, and Aunt Cassie were all at the church when we arrived. Granny had on a new light blue long sleeved dress, with a thin belt around her waist, and black boots. Aunt Cassie was wearing a long skirt and brown soft boots, with a jacket over her top, while Aunt Connie had on a pair of trousers and a long top that covered her little bump.

“How’s my new cousin,” Jenny said as she looked at our aunt.

“Fine - come here,” Aunt Connie said, and as we went over, she said “put your ears to my tummy and listen.”

“Is that you,” Jenny said as she heard a little thumping sound.

“No - that’s your cousin saying Hi,” Uncle Dave said with a smile. “Right - let’s go in.”

The service was short, and it was noon when we all got back to our house. Mum went to the kitchen to make some sandwiches, while we went into the living room and Dad came back with a bottle of lemonade, a thick green bottle that glistened, and some long thin glasses.

“A toast,” he said as he popped the cork out of the thick bottle and poured some fizzy liquid into six of the glasses, then lemonade into the other two. Mum came in with a large plate of sandwiches, then took one of the glasses as Dad said “Merry Christmas”

“MERRY CHRISTMAS” we all shouted as we took a drink - me and Jenny having lemonade of course. We then sat down and ate the sandwiches, as Aunt Cassie said “Do you like the lockets girls? We all got one when we were young girls as well - another family tradition.”

“They’re great,” Jenny said, “but I can’t wait to see what’s under the tree for me.”

“After lunch,” Dad said, “and then we can all open them together.” We ate quickly, and then sat round as one by one the presents were handed out.

As I expected, most of mine were little envelopes with money inside, but I didn’t mind watching as Jenny opened her bigger presents - a new mini stereo system from Mum and Dad, a new jacket from Granny, a set of DVDs from Aunt Cassie and a new set of pajamas from Uncle Dave and Aunt Connie.

We watched as the adults shared their presents, until Dad took the last two from under the tree and handed them to us. “Two joint presents, for everyone really,” he said, “but you can open them.”

Jenny took the smaller envelope and opened it, screaming “Wow thanks” as she held up a set of tickets for Cinderella at the Richmond theatre. “But there are two extra - are Alicia and Suzie coming?”

“You’ll see,” Granny said with a smile, “Open the second box.”

I tore the silver paper off, and opened it to reveal - a lot of rolls of various types of sticky tape, including our favourite white one.

“That should be enough for some games,” Mum said with a smile, “But you lot need to get out of here for a walk.”

Jenny and I looked at each other, and said “Can we give some of it a try now?”

“You need to leave the house,” Granny said, “Unless… You want your hands tied and to be gagged while you’re out, right?”

“Can we, PLEASE…” we both pleaded. “All right,” Dad said, “Go and get your gloves and scarves, and meet me in the hallway.”

We both ran up the stairs, and came down with our gloves on and our scarves round our necks. Dad had taken one of the rolls of tape, this one the same colour as our skin, and after we put our coats and gloves on he pulled the coat sleeves back and taped out wrist together, one on top of the other, then pulled our sleeves down so that they covered our hands.

“Put something in our mouths,” I said, so Dad pushed a clean hankie into each of our mouths, then put a strip of the pink tape over our lips. It stuck just as well as the white tape, and when Dad tied the new scarves over our mouths it hid it brilliantly.

“Right,” Granny said as she came out and looked at our watch, Dad and the others putting on their coats, “Out of here, all of you - and I don’t want you back until four o’clock.”

“We’re going mum,” Dad and our two aunts chorused, then they burst out laughing as we left the house, turning right and heading for the local park. As we reached the bottom of the road, a taxi turned in, but we didn’t pay that much attention to it as Jenny and I skipped down the road, the others following.

The local park is huge, with a boating lake in the middle. Perfect for the thing you have to do before a big meal - exercise and work up an appetite. As we walked in the gates, Jenny and I ran off in advance, taking care not to trip over as we did so, while Dad and the others followed behind. We ran up and down the hill, then round the lake as we looked at each other - saying nothing, but understanding how it felt in the cold air to be outside like this, and none of the other kids any the wiser as to how we were.



It was starting to get dark as we walked back up the road towards the house, and we could see the lights on in the front room.

“I guess Mum had nearly finished cooking by now,” Dad said as he opened the door, and we all walked in. As Aunt Cassie closed the door behind us, Granny came out of the kitchen.

“John,” she said quietly, “Get the girls untied and ungagged now, before you do anything else.”

“All right,” Dad said as he took our scarves off and peeled the tape away from our lips, while the others took their coats off, “But why…”

“Is that my granddaughters I hear out there” I heard a woman say in a very strange accent. Dad heard it as well, as he mouthed “You’re joking” to Granny. She just smiled and shook her head, as Dad hastily unwrapped the tape around our wrists and helped us off with our coats and things.

“You’d better go into the living room girls,” he said, and as we walked in we found Mum sitting with an older couple. They were slim, and their skin was as if they had been in the sun. The man was wearing an open necked short sleeved shirt and light coloured trousers, while the woman had on a floral patterned dress, tights and shoes.

“My god how big you have got,” the woman said as she stood up, her arms outstretched. I looked at Jenny, who was standing there open mouthed.

“Granny Carter! Grandpa Carter!” she almost screamed, as she ran into the open arms and cuddled the woman standing there.
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Re: An Education - Mistletoe and Wine

Postby Tom Ford » Mon Jan 07, 2013 4:40 am

For the moment there, I thought that whoever was the new visitors would catch Cassie and Jenny with their hands tied, but I guess Dad worked fast to remedy that problem! Grandma and Grandpa Carter, their maternal grandparents, what a surprise! Even I didn’t expect that!! Wonder if the tying tradition also extends to Mom’s side of the family? And would Cassie have the tact to know that you’re not supposed to blab casually that one of your hobbies is being bound and gagged and that the whole family’s in it too?

That was a nice description of the Christmas tradition of the Craigs. Especially one where the birthdays and Christmas are so close together. Suzie is lucky that her birthday is about a week after Christmas, and that her family is rich enough that they can celebrate both grandly, and make a separate celebration for New Year later that night. Especially during the day, she will receive presents and have a birthday bash, and during the night, celebrate as she makes noise and watch fireworks being lit on Holderness Manor. I’m guessing that her family also has her own traditions with her birthday. The question is, will they be able to combine that with the Craigs, on New Years at least?


Back to Cassie. It was so clever, giving the small gifts on Christmas, and the large ones on her birthday. Perhaps they can further make Cassie’s birthday more special by wrapping her birthday presents with anything but Christmas wrappings? Perhaps wrappings with balloons, or such? I wonder, did Cassie receive gifts from Alicia and Suzie and Bobby and Colin and Lord and Lady Holderness for Christmas? Or are their presents reserved for her birthday? Hope Suzie or Alicia or Bobby would visit soon and tell Cassie how they celebrated their Christmas. I wonder, did the entire clan have their Christmas on Holderness Manor? I hope they did. It would be a lonely Christmas with only Lord and Lady Holderness and Mr and Mrs Bridges around.

Re: An Education - Mistletoe and Wine

Postby John Kennon Smith » Mon Jan 07, 2013 4:46 am

What a fun Christmas!!

Re: An Education - Mistletoe and Wine

Postby Imp Caesar Augustus » Mon Jan 07, 2013 6:02 am

Aw! I wish I had such a nice Christmas as Cassie had in this story! Great job, KP!!

Re: An Education - Mistletoe and Wine

Postby Plueschbabycd » Mon Jan 07, 2013 6:06 am

Hello, than I must lucky that birthday is nearly moth after Christmas so got as child near equivalent presents, but was for me stressed if get what I want on birthday if get not for Christmas.
I think cassi get her presents for Alicia and Suzie and Bobby and Colin and Lord and Lady Holderness on her birthday, give her more time use it and I think she will need it. I hope her party she not only tied up even if she would treasure it. :) Perhaps she get small parcel for USA with the hood form Andrea and footed sleeper with mittens.
Andrew
"Don´t dream it, be it." Dr. Frank N. Furter in Rocky Horror Picture Show

Re: An Education - Mistletoe and Wine

Postby William F Somebody » Mon Jan 07, 2013 6:15 am

That was one unique outdoor excursion!! Would be funnier if they accidentally met Alicia and Suzie, and those two would wonder why Cassie and Jenny would not reply coherently to them, before realizing what was going on. Perhaps, that could happen too? How about another walk in the park tied and gagged like that, then Suzie shouting “CASSIE” and running towards them, followed by Alicia, then wondering, then realizing…

I’m glad they were able to use their new gifts that Christmas Day. That surely was a memorable holiday. First they were bound and gagged while sleeping, then of course the stockings filled with gifts, the church, the new presents (for Christmas), then walking around tied up without strangers being the wiser, and of course, the ultimate surprise, their grandparents from Australia!! I wonder, why did Cassie interpret that accent as strange? After all, they probably spent most of their lives in England (after all, Mum didn’t have a strange accent) and only moved out five or six years before, and I don’t think their accent would change that much in such a short time. I don’t think they’d sound totally like Australians after just five years, right?

I’ve got to ask that question mentioned above—did Mum’s side of the family have tie-up proclivities too? And did Mum’s parents know that John regularly ties up his sisters when they were young too? And would they try to hide the fact that they play such games?

Re: An Education - Mistletoe and Wine

Postby John Kennon Smith » Tue Jan 08, 2013 6:15 pm

Great chapter!!!

Re: An Education - Mistletoe and Wine

Postby John Kennon Smith » Tue Jan 08, 2013 8:10 pm

Great chapter too!

Re: An Education - Mistletoe and Wine

Postby John Kennon Smith » Tue Jan 08, 2013 8:30 pm

And please please update really really soon!!!!

Re: An Education - Mistletoe and Wine

Postby KP Presents » Thu Jan 10, 2013 6:55 am

“That’s my baby Jennifer,” she said as she put her arms round here, “and is this little Cassandra? Last time I saw her, she was just starting school, and now look at her - quite the little lady. Come and give your granny and grandpa a hug.”

I stepped forward as Grandpa Carter stood up, his arms wide as he welcomed me. He smelt of clover as he held me, and said “It has been a long time hasn’t it? How are you enjoying school? Looking forward to your birthday?”

“Yes, Grandpa,” I said as I snuggled into his chest, “This is a fantastic Christmas present.”

“I didn’t even know they were coming,” Mum said as Dad stood behind her and put his arms around her neck, “but this is why your mother wanted me to stay and ‘help’.”

“Guilty as charged,” Granny said as she looked in the door. “You remember Cassie and Connie - and this is Connie’s husband, Dave.”

“A pleasure to meet you,” Grandpa Carter said as he let go of me and shook Dave’s hand, “I’m George, and the lovely lady sitting there is my wife June.”

“A pleasure to finally meet you,” Uncle Dave said, “Jennifer here has told us so much about you.”

“So, Cassandra,” Granny Carter said with a smile, “Has Santa brought you lots of gifts?”

“Yeah,” I said, “I got lots of money, and we also got a box of ta…” I caught a warning glance from Jenny, and said quickly “… lcum powder as well. It’s fun been the youngest, but I won’t be next year, will I Mum?”

Granny Carter looked at Mum and Dad, while Granny said “Right - dinner is ready. You girls go and wash up, and then we’ll eat.”

I realized then that Mum still had not said anything, as Granny Carter said “Is there something you need to tell me…”




“Are you sure you should have that second glass, Jennifer? After all, you are…”

“I’ll be fine, Mum,” Mum said with a slight hint of exasperation as Dad poured some more white stuff into her glass. “After all, the girls turned out fine, right?”

“I know, I know, but I’m still in shock - why didn’t you tell us before now?”

“We wanted to wait for the first scan,” Dad said as he pushed his dinner plate away from him, “Which is next week. Still, all is well so far, so…”

“Relax, June,” Grandpa Carter said, “It’s the best Christmas present we could possibly have hoped for dear. Especially with the news of Connie as well.”

“Jenny, Cassie, why don’t you bring the plates through for me, and then you can bring the Christmas pudding in,” Granny said. Jenny and I looked at each other, then stood up, making sure our paper hats stayed on our heads as we gathered up the plates and carried them carefully through.

“Now that we are alone,” Granny said as the door closed on the dining room, “I need to thank you Jenny, for stopping Cassie blurting something out. Girls, your grandparents on your mother’s side don’t know about the games you play, or that your mum and dad play, and I don’t want you to tell them.”

“So you want us to lie, Granny,” I said as she put three piles of bowls on the table. To the side was a large pot full of soapy water, which had the cutlery sticking out from it, and the dirty plates were neatly arranged in piles.

“No, not as such Cassie - I just want you to keep it our secret from them, all right?” I looked at Jenny, who nodded and said “We can do that Granny - but are they staying here?”

“No dear - they’re staying in a hotel for the next week or so, so they will be here for the New Year’s holiday - and for your birthday Cassie. So that will be extra fun. Now, carry those bowls in carefully, and I will follow.”

I love Christmas Dinner in our house - everyone round the same table, and we eat and eat and eat and eat. Grandpa Carter told us all about their home in Australia - it was summer there apparently, so he said they had come home to get some decent cold weather - and some of their friends. Aunt Cassie told them of some of the thing she had done “While working at the Catholic mission in India” as she put it, while Granny pottered in and out and brought the food.

Eventually, Dad stood up and said “Right - let’s all go and have coffee in the front room, where we can relax. Mum, Dave and I will do the washing up.”

“I’ll help,” Grandpa Carter said “Give the girls a chance to get together. We’ll bring the coffee through in a little while.” Granny tried to protest, but they fell on deaf ears as the three men of the room made their way to the kitchen.

“Oh well,” she said as she stood up, “Let’s go. There are a couple of things we need to discuss anyway. First of all, June, Lucinda has invited you to join us at the party next Monday night.”

“Lucinda? Lucinda Holderness? That’s very generous of her, but we haven’t brought any formal wear.”

“It’s not a formal party,” Aunt Cassie said, “but we will dress up a little bit. I’m sure you have something that will fit.”

“And then there is the small matter of three days from now,” Mum said as she looked at me. “Jenny, you and Cassie need to leave us for a few minutes - we don’t want to spoil the surprise.”

“Come on Cassie,” Jenny said as she took my arm, “let’s go and watch a DVD.”

“But I want to hear what they…”

“Now,” Jenny said as we left the room, closing the door behind us….





Boxing Day was a blur, as we all went to the panto - the extra tickets were for Granny and Grandpa - and then we had a quiet, peaceful day at home - especially as Dad made sure Jenny and I were snugly tied in our beds for most of the morning.

So when I woke up this morning, there was only one thought on my mind - IT’S MY BIRTHDAY!!! I looked to the side of my bed, but there was nothing there, so I got out of bed and put on my dressing gown and slippers

“Hello?” I called out, but there was no reply, so I made my way to the bathroom and spent a few minutes in there. When I came out, I thought I heard something in Jenny’s room, so I opened the door and looked in.

That was when I was grabbed and pulled in, by two people, a man and a woman, dressed in black with balaclavas over their heads. They picked me up and dropped me on Jenny’s bed, the man saying in a deep muffled voice “Be quiet little one” as the woman tied my ankles tightly together with rope.

I was wearing a short sleeved Pooh bear nightie, so she then folded the skirt back and tied my legs together below my knees, while the man took another length of rope and crossed my wrists in front of me, tying them tightly together and making sure he passed the rope between my arms.

When they were done, they sat me up, and he tied some rope around my waist. It was a bit unusual, seeing my wrists held down tight against my tummy, but it was nice - even nicer when he passed some rope around my arms and belly to keep them held in place.

As he did this, the woman took a small sponge ball and held it in front of my mouth. “Open up” she whispered, and I nodded as I let her push the ball into my mouth, and then tie one of my socks between my teeth to keep it there - followed by white tape around my mouth and head.

“You’re coming with us,” the man said. Well, duh - I had figured that out, but I had no idea who they were. They were not Mum and Dad - I knew that much. Anyway, it was not as if I had a choice, as they pulled a pillow case over my head and lifted me up, carrying me to - well, I had no idea, but I knew I was in a car when I heard and felt the engine starting and we drove off.

As we drove, I could hear music - Taylor Swift, so whoever it was knew what I liked. As a result, I had no real idea how long we drove for, until I heard him say “We’re here” and I was carried again, then left on a soft something.

“Sssnneeenthr,” I called out, trying to get the hood off my head. So when it was pulled off suddenly, I blinked a few times before recognizing my ‘rescuer’.

“Bbbeeee?”

“Well hello Miss Craig,” Bobby Holderness said as he looked at me, “Welcome to your Birthday Party.”

“Mbrfdeeprteee?”

“What he said,” Suzie said as she helped me to sit up. “We’ll untie you, you get changed, and then the fun can begin.” She had on a pair of jeans and the t-shirt we got in Maine, while Bobby was wearing a jumper and trousers.

I also recognized where I was now - Granny’s house, in the room Jenny and I use when we sleep over. I let Bobby cut away the tape, then remove the gag and said “Who else is here?”

“For the moment, just us three, and your Granny - oh, and the people who brought you here. I hope you don’t mind Mum and Dad surprising you.”

“Mum and…HEY!!” I felt Bobby kissing me on the cheek, and turning saw he was holding a sprig of Mistletoe above our heads.

“Ignore him,” Suzie said as she stuck her tongue out, “He tried that on Alicia, and get a real tongue lashing.”

“An undeserved one.”

“She was carrying the potatoes to the table, doofus,” Suzie said with a laugh. I was still taking in what was happening when I said “Hang on - your mum and dad brought me here? Where were my mum and dad - and Jenny?”

“Sorting out a big present for you - apparently they’re coming later.” As he said this, Bobby untied the ropes around me. “So come on - get dressed. I’ll go and get some drinks sorted out.”

He left me with Suzie, as I saw a small pile of clothes on a chair. There was some clean underwear, my blue denim pinafore dress, a grey jumper, some leggings and a pair of white socks with my trainers - all of which I put on quickly.

As we walked downstairs, Granny came out and said “Happy Birthday Cassie - the rest of them will be here in half an hour, so wait until they come before you open your presents. Alexander and Susan, can I get you more coffee?”

“Thank you,” Mrs. Holderness said as we walked in. “Happy birthday Cassie,” she said, “I’m sorry if we frightened you.”

“No - it was fun,” I said as I sat down. “Thank you.”

Bobby came in, carrying a small box. “Look,” he said, “don’t tell your sister, or Alicia, but I got your a little Christmas/Birthday present. I hope you like it.” He handed it to me, and watched as I opened it.

It was a small brooch, made to look like a knotted piece of rope, but made out of gold. “I… I don’t know what to say,” I whispered, “Thank you Bobby.”

“Don’t mention it,” he said quietly, but he blushed as I grabbed him around the neck and kissed his cheek - just as Jenny came in.
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Re: An Education - Mistletoe and Wine

Postby Tom Ford » Thu Jan 10, 2013 9:31 am

Ha, ha, now they both kissed each other, Bobby under the mistletoe, and Cassie because of the present—just as Jenny entered. Cassie would be in for a major teasing!

KP Presents wrote: “A pleasure to finally meet you,” Uncle Dave said, “Anne here has told us so much about you.”


and

KP Presents wrote: “Are you sure you should have that second glass, Anne? After all, you are…”


And in the second update

KP Presents wrote: “Well, now that we’re all here,” Uncle Dave said as he stood up, “We can begin. We’re going to make you all nice and comfortable, as well as quiet, while John and I take care of a few things. Anne, why don’t you come and sit next to Cassie - you both get to sit on the chair this time.”

“How thoughtful,” Mum said with a slightly sarcastic tone as she stood up and walked over, sitting herself down as she looked at us. “Hands behind the back of the chair?”


I thought that Mum’s name was Jennifer, and that Jenny was named after her mother?

So Mr and Mrs Carter haven’t any idea of the family’s penchant for tie up games. Which means that unless they could be brought up to speed, then Cassie’s birthday party and New Year’s Party (where they would attend) would be devoid of tie up scenarios, which might disappoint the girls.

That kidnapping was certainly a great way to start a birthday! I think Cassie immediately knew that it was friendly, though using Mr and Mrs Holderness was a great touch to keep her kidnapping somehow mysterious. And Bobby here gets to play hero!!! Well, sort of! Him kissing his cousin Alicia while she was carrying potatoes had me in stitches! Now it only needs Colin to be complete! Would there be any kissing between Jenny and Colin?

We’ll see if Casssie’s birthday could even compare to Jenny. Hopefully, it’ll come close enough, though I suspect Heidi’s call on Jenny’s birthday would make it very difficult for Cassie to top this.

Re: An Education - Mistletoe and Wine

Postby Imp Caesar Augustus » Thu Jan 10, 2013 9:33 am

What a wonderful start to a wonderful 11th birthday!!

Re: An Education - Mistletoe and Wine

Postby KP Presents » Thu Jan 10, 2013 1:19 pm

Tom Ford wrote:Ha, ha, now they both kissed each other, Bobby under the mistletoe, and Cassie because of the present—just as Jenny entered. Cassie would be in for a major teasing!


:big:

Tom Ford wrote: I thought that Mum’s name was Jennifer, and that Jenny was named after her mother?


It is - i'm an idiot. I've vorrected it.

Tom Ford wrote:So Mr and Mrs Carter haven’t any idea of the family’s penchant for tie up games. Which means that unless they could be brought up to speed, then Cassie’s birthday party and New Year’s Party (where they would attend) would be devoid of tie up scenarios, which might disappoint the girls.


Unless they find out by accident...
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