## An Education - Practically Perfect Patty

Post by KP Presents » Mon Nov 02, 2015 4:52 am

Sitting at the table in my room, trying to think about what I was going to write in my English exercise book, I had to admit there was only one thing on my mind, and looking at the photo I had pinned to the corkboard Mum gave me to put things on, I realised that with all the friends I had, and all the fun things we do together, they had one thing I didn’t.
And that thing was a boy they liked who lived within walking distance! I mean, think about it – Rachel only needs to walk a little way down the road, and there’s Charlie Williamson. Louise walks a little way, and Frank Cottrell is there for her to talk to. Fiona? She goes in the other direction, and there’s Freddie. Lady Cassie, Lisa, Suzie – all of them have their boys nearby or a short drive away.
And me? I have the good fortune to really like this boy who lives miles away, and I’ve only seen for a couple of days since I got my very own bravery medal. Oh Tommy, Tommy, Tommy...
It’s not that we don’t talk – we do, but it’s not the same, is it? Not the same as been able to see them as often as they want.
I have seen Tommy a couple of times – back in Easter, he was one of the guys who helped keep us all occupied when we went to the Manor House on Good Friday. And then there was the party day – but a heck of a lot happened in the time in between.
Putting down my pencil, I looked at the photo of the two of us at Easter, and started daydreaming. There had been the sleepover at Louise’s house – where Freddie and Charlie had conspired with the Cottrell boys to sneak into the house when we were watching scary movies, and hold us all hostages in our own sleeping bags. That had been an experience – especially when we had to cover up for them – but still...
If only it had been Tommy securing me that night...
The real kicker was I wasn’t able to tell him much about everything that had happened over the summer to all of us. How we had all spent an entire weekend dressed in Victorian clothes and trussed up when Jay Edwards found us – again – and robbed Viscount Markson.
Now that was an experience – learning how to walk, jump, and generally live when you can’t breath as you normally would, because of this firm thing we all had to wear as part of the costume. I glanced over to the wardrobe, where Mum had my costume which I was given later, covered in a plastic sheet, and smiled at the thought of jumping round while fully tied up in that.
After that, Mum and I went back north for a couple of weeks, visiting old friends, but it was a really quiet summer – livened p at the end when we were all invited to spend the day at Holderness Manor.
Well, invited might not be the right word – snatched by some of the boys, taken as a hostage to the manor house, sleeping with all the others in the cellar – and then been given my very own costume from The Awakening to wear!
Now that – that was the way to end the holiday, but I’ve been back at a school for a week now, and...
Rachel is looking forward to her new brother or sister, and so is Louise. They’re both due around Christmas time or just after, and when I saw Mrs Rigg the other day she was beginning to show her bump.
I guess I’m always going to be an only child, but I look at David and June, and I think of them as my little brother and sister as well rather than my cousins. Cassie and I were playing with them last weekend while Jenny looked after us with Colin – we even helped put them to bed, before Jenny made sure we were in bed as well, tied and tape gagged...
I vaguely heard the telephone ring downstairs, and Mum’s voice, so I decided I had better get this homework finished before she came up and asked why I wasn’t...
“Patty?”
Putting my pencil down, I went to the door and called back “Yeah Mum?”
“It’s for you – can you come down please?”
Putting my pencil down, I came downstairs – still in my school uniform – and took the telephone from my mum’s hand.
“Hello? This is Patty Pickering.”
“Yup, I guess you are Patty at that.”
I recognised the accent, and screamed “TOMMY?”
“Wow – you got louder or something Patty?”
“Sorry, sorry,” I said as I looked at Mum, who was just leaning against the wall, grinning. “I wasn’t expecting to hear from you tonight.”
“Yeah, well – I thought I should ring you up and tell you something.”
I sat down, my heart going so fast my Science teacher would have had a heart attack trying to measure it, as I said “Yeah? What do you want to tell me?”
“Well, apart from the fact I miss seeing you like crazy?”
“Me too,” I whispered.
“Well – Mum and Dad just told me we’re coming down to see Bobby and Suzie and the family this weekend. So...”
“So?”
“So – if you’re free Saturday, would you like to spend the day together?”
“Oh – I think I can do that,” I said, trying to remain as calm as possible. “Let me just check – Mum, would it be all right if Tommy Jacobs was to come on Saturday, and we spend the day together?”
I looked at Mum as she stood, her eyes closed as she tapped her chin, before saying “I don’t know...” I must have looked strange to her, because she laughed and said “of course he can, Patty.”
I took a deep breath, and said “that would be fantastic Tommy. When will I see you?”
“I’d imagine about nine. See you then Patty?”
“I’m looking forward to it already,” I said as he ended the call, and I handed the handset back to Mum. She put it back in, and then looked at me as she said “three... two... one...”
“TOMMY’S COMING TOMMY’S COMING TOMMY’S COMING!!!!!”
I started jumping up and down, then ran into the front room shouting and looking at the furniture, shouting “I need to move that, we can sit there, watch the television there...”
“Patty...”
“FOOD!” I ran past Mum and into the kitchen, looking in the cupboards and the freezer. “We need to go shopping Mum get in a few things...”
“Patty...”
I then ran up the stairs past her, looking in the wardrobe and thinking “What will I wear...”
“PATTY!”
I stopped and looked at mum as she said “Deep breath, little one. It’s only Monday, and he won’t even get to Holderness until late on Friday. So calm down and settle down. We’ve got the whole week to get things sorted, right?”
“Right Mum. Sorry, but I’m just so excited...”
“I can tell – so get changed, come down and have your dinner. We can decide after that what we need to get.”
“So what are you going to be doing this weekend?”
“With all the homework I’ve got to do? Probably spending the day at home working. What about you Fiona?”
“Going into London for the morning with Mum and Dad, then back after lunch to get my work done. Rachel?”
“No idea – what about you Patty?
“Patty?”
I looked at the three of them and said “sorry - what did you say?”
“Oh I think I know what young Patricia Pickering is going to be doing tomorrow,” Louise said as she put her juice bottle down. “I think she will spend the entire day bored out of her skull...”
“No I will not – I...”
“We know what you’re doing tomorrow,” Rachel said with a giggle, “you’ve talked about nothing but what you want to do this weekend since Tuesday. I expect none of us is going to hear from you before Sunday, if not Monday.”
“Well, what did you expect,” I said as I looked at her.
“She’s only joking,” Fiona said, “you can tell us all about it on Monday, agreed?”
“Monday... Right...”
“And she’s off again,” Louise said. Well, could they blame me? I’d managed somehow to contain myself and now it was Friday – so nearly time...
“That you Patty,” Mum said as I came back in, and hung my coat up.
“Yeah Mum – I’m going to go and get changed.”
I ran upstairs with my bag, dropping it on the floor of my room and taking off my uniform, before I put on a pair of joggers and a t-shirt. Coming back downstairs, I looked at the telephone, and wondered if I should call.
Well, you know me – I picked up the telephone and dialled the number for Wissenden Hall, tapping my foot as I did so.
“Wissenden Hall – How can I help you?”
“Oh hello Mrs Boyle – could I speak to Suzie please?”
“One moment,” I heard their housekeeper say, and then a familiar voice say “Suzie Holderness.”
“Suzie, it’s Patty.”
“Yeah, I guessed it might be, and I can guess why you’re calling.”
“Is that Patty?” I heard Bobby call in the background, before Suzie said “Sorry, Pats – I think they’ll only just be picking him up now, and he won’t get here until later. I’ll get him to call when he gets here, all right?”
“Yeah, all right – thanks Suzie.”
“Talk to you later,” she said as the phone went dead, and I went into the front room, turning the television on as I sat with my knees under my chin.
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Post by John Kennon Smith » Mon Nov 02, 2015 6:41 am

What fun!!!

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Post by John Kennon Smith » Mon Nov 02, 2015 7:51 am

Patty is so adorable!

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Post by John Kennon Smith » Mon Nov 02, 2015 7:56 am

Great start!

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Post by Imp Caesar Augustus » Mon Nov 02, 2015 8:39 am

This is a practically perfect start to tihs tale! Patty is once again, being adorable and overly excited. Hope Tommy can deliver.

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Post by Tom Ford » Mon Nov 02, 2015 8:58 am

And another story begins! This time, we return to that little firecracker, Patty Pickering!
It seems to me that she really misses him, because as she stated, her seeing him in the flesh were rare events compared to how her friends see their crushes on an almost daily basis. She would presumably be very jealous if she saw the other girls with their crushes while she was not with him owing to the distance of Tommy’s home.
And her reaction tells it all! Her antics when Tommy called was priceless. She really was excited to see him. I can’t wait to see what happens during the actual day. I’m sure they will have lots to tell each other. And I’m sure Tommy will want to tie up Patty.
A very nice start to a special tale involving Patty. I can’t wait to read the next updates!

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Post by John Kennon Smith » Mon Nov 02, 2015 8:58 am

Great chapter!

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Post by John Kennon Smith » Mon Nov 02, 2015 8:59 am

Great update!!

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Post by John Kennon Smith » Tue Nov 03, 2015 5:46 am

Please please update really really soon!!!

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Post by John Kennon Smith » Tue Nov 03, 2015 9:50 am

Hope you update soon!

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Post by William F Somebody » Tue Nov 03, 2015 10:24 am

And the new story begins! Patty is even more adorable in this tale, and her excitement in seeing her crush was very cute. I can only imagine her reaction when she actually sees him in the flesh after so long. After all, who can blame her, when all of her friends' boys are in town and are only a short walk away?
And it's nice to see that Tommy cares as well, though how an 12 year old boy would handle this would be interesting.
Let's see how Patricia Pickering would end up bound and gagged in this story!

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Post by KP Presents » Wed Nov 04, 2015 4:48 am

“Let me guess – you want Tommy to call now don’t you?”
I looked at Mum and nodded slowly as she sat next to me.
“I know – it’s awful when there’s someone you really want to see, and they’re just not there yet. You just have to be patient, young Patricia – he’ll call when he can. Now then, what do you want for your tea tonight?”
“Can we have fish and chips?”
“You can have whatever you want,” Mum said as she kissed my head and stood up, “except for Tommy Jacobs wrapped up in a pink bow and sitting in that chair.”
“Ha ha,” I said quietly as I turned the television on, hoping that watching that would take my mind off things.
Well, it helped a little, and so did eating, and so did sitting with Mum and watching a film, but I couldn’t stop looking at the phone every few minutes, and wondering why it didn’t ring...
“Come on Patty – it’s getting late. Upstairs and into bed – I’m sure he will call in the morning?”
I looked at the clock, which said it was half past nine, and started to protest, but Mum gave me the look of command. You know the look – the one that every parent has which says this is not a negotiable option. So I took myself up the stairs, and washed my face, brushed my teeth, went into my room and changed into my nightdress, folded my glasses and put them to the side, heard the phone ring...
It was a close run thing as to who would get there first – me taking the steps down tow at a time or Mum walking, but it was Mum who picked up the handset and said “hello?”
She looked at me, panting on the second stair from the bottom, and said “Can you wait for just a second?” Putting her hand over the mouthpiece, she said “calm down, deep breaths, all right?”
Nodding, I clamed myself down, and then took the handset from Mum, putting it to my head as I said “hello?”
“Hey Patty. Sorry I’m late calling – the motorway was murder tonight.”
“Oh that’s all right,” I said, trying not to scream at the sound of his voice. “You arrived safely, and that’s the main thing.”
“So... Are you still all right if I come and see you tomorrow?”
“Oh yes, I’m looking forward to it,” I said with a smile.
“Good – I’ll see you tomorrow at nine then.”
“Nine o’clock. Right. See you then.”
I handed the phone back to Mum, and walked back up the stairs, in a dream as I climbed into my bed and lay there, dreaming of the next day and what could happen. I must have drifted off to sleep eventually – but what I knew nothing about was what happened at the other end of the call...
“So,” Bobby said as Tommy put the phone down, “you got everything planned out for tomorrow?”
“Planned out?” Tommy looked at his cousin, before he said “well, I thought we’d sit and catch up...”
“Hmm – good. What else?”
“And I’d tie her up – I really want do that, really do...”
“Okay,” Bobby said as Suzie stood in the doorway, “what else?”
“What else could I do?”
“Oh boy,” Suzie said, “you really have got a lot to learn, haven’t you Tommy? Good thing we’re here to teach you.”
“Teach me what?”
“How to impress a girl on a date, and especially on a day out – Suzie, have you seen Mister and Mrs Boyle anywhere?”
“I think they’re in the flat upstairs – why?”
“I need to have a quick word with them – while I do that, you need to remind Tommy of what Patty really likes.
“Apart from being bound and gagged, that is...”
“Come with me, young one,” Suzie said as she took Tommy by the arm, “time to learn the wisdom you need...”
I was woken up by my alarm, wrinkling my nose as I reached out and switched it off. Sitting up, I put my glasses on and saw it was six in the morning.
“Why on earth did I set the alarm this early,” I said to myself, and then I remembered why. Come to think of it, how could I forget why?
So I walked quietly down the stairs, hoping I didn’t wake mum up, and went into the front room, spending the next hour or so arranging and re-arranging the furniture until I had it just the right way.
“So, do you think it’s ready for him?”
I looked at Mum in the doorway, who was shaking her head as she folded her arms.
“Right – let me cook you some breakfast,” she said with a smile, “and then you can start to get yourself ready, all right?”
“Okay,” I said as I came into the kitchen, watching as she got me a bowl of cereal, and then started to cook some scrambled eggs on toast – my favourite!
After I had eaten, I went upstairs and had a long shower, using some special shower gel Mum had got me for my birthday, and then went back into my bedroom, looking through my wardrobe and deciding what I was going to wear...
Eventually, I took out a dress that had a cream coloured top, with elbow length sleeves, and a skirt that changed colour from cream to brown as it went down. The skirt came halfway between my knees and my ankles, so after I had put on my underwear and the dress, I found a pair of white socks and put them on, along with a pair of brown shoes that had a little heel.
I then put a little make up on, and went downstairs, sitting on the couch as I counted down the minutes...
The clock had just turned nine, and I could hear Mum doing her usual pre-shopping check when I heard a car pull up outside. I stood up and looked out of the window, smiling as I saw Mister Boyle get out of the car and walk round. My smile only got bigger as I saw Tommy get out, carrying something as he started to walk up the garden path, while Mister Boyle closed the door and went back to the car.
I made my way to the door to the hall, trying to calm myself down as I heard the doorbell ring.
“Can you see who that is pleas Patty,” Mum called out from the kitchen.
“Yes Mum,” I said as I walked slowly down to the door, and opened it, smiling as I said “Hello Tommy.”
“Hi Patty,” he said as he looked at me. He was wearing a think jacket over a black v-necked jumper, grey trousers and black leather shoes.
“Won’t you come in,” I said as I stood to one side, watching as he came in. In one hand he had a bunch of flowers, and in the other a box of Thornton chocolates.”
“These are for you,” he then said as he handed them to me, and I smiled as I said “thank you” and took them.
“Oh hello Tommy,” Mum said as she came out of the kitchen, “take your coat off and hang it up.”
“Thank you,” he said as I smelt the flowers, and looked at Mum.
“That was very nice of you Tommy – why don’t I put them in a vase for you, and the two of you can go into the front room.”
“Thanks Mum – come on in Tommy,” I said as we walked through, and sat next to each other on the couch. Mum brought the flowers in, and put the vase on the table, before she looked out of the window.
“Is Mister Boyle waiting for you?”
“Yes he is. Uncle Alex and Aunt Susan have said I can use the car all day.”
“Well that’s nice – and those chocolates look nice. Let me go and get you both a drink, and then I need to go and do some shopping.”
“Thanks Mum,” I said as I opened the box, and offered Tommy one. He smiled as he took one, and I did as well, both of us biting into it as Mum brought through two large glasses of Coca Cola.
“I can trust you two to behave while I’m out, right?”
“Yes Mum,” I said as I rolled my eyes, Tommy giggling as Mum put her coat on.
“Right – have fun,” she said as I heard the front door open and close, and then our VW set off.
I have to admit, I had felt really funny ever since he had given me the flowers and chocolates, so I said “so just how bad was the journey yesterday?”
“Oh, it was road works – nothing we could do about it. I didn’t wake you up when I called, did I?”
“No no – so did you hear about what happened when we visited Markson Manor?”
“Mum and Dad told me about it – you haven’t bumped into him since then, have you?”
“Viscount Markson? I saw him a few weeks ago – I got this wonderful dress. I can show it if you...”
“Maybe later – but I meant Jay Edwards.”
“Oh – no, we haven’t,” I said with a smile. “Though it’s funny, him holding us hostage again after I got the medal for the last time.”
“Well, that’s one word for it,” Tommy said as he took his drink, and we had another chocolate each. “So what else have you been up to, apart from being held hostage again?”
“Well...”
And that was it, as I started to tell him about everything that had happened – the sleepover and what Charlie and the boys did, the holidays, everything, Tommy nodding and listening as we drank and ate and drank and ate...
“I really wish I’d been here for that sleepover now,” he said as I finally stopped. “If I had been there, then I would have made sure none of you escaped.”
“Even me?”
“Especially you,” Tommy said with a smile as he looked at his empty glass. “So, I have an idea for today – if you’re interested?”
“I might be,” I said with a smile, “what do you have in mind?”
“Would you like to go and see a film with me?”
I was bursting inside as he said this, and then he said “and would you like to watch it with me while bound and gagged? I mean, I know it means no popcorn or drinks, but...”
“Yes.”
“Yes to which bit?”
“Yes to all of it,” I said quietly.
He smiled, and then said “Well, can you get your coat and scarf? It’s cold out there.”
I nodded as I went and got my padded coat and long brown scarf, and put them on the back of the couch, and then kissed him on the cheek.
“What’s that for?”
“I may not get the chance later,” I said.
“True – can you get your supplies?”
Like he had to ask...
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Post by John Kennon Smith » Wed Nov 04, 2015 5:48 am

What fun!!!

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Post by John Kennon Smith » Wed Nov 04, 2015 6:03 am

Tommy sure is quick.

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Post by Imp Caesar Augustus » Wed Nov 04, 2015 8:41 am

And the fun day with Tommy begins.

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Post by Tom Ford » Wed Nov 04, 2015 9:10 am

Ah, young love! In this case, really really young love!
It’s a good thing that Tommy was reminded by Bobby and Suzie on what he should do. Tommy and Patty might have fun with what he originally planned, but it won’t be as memorable as taking her out on a proper date. Giving her flowers and chocolates is a very nice start, and would get things on the right foot.
Of course, they caught up on what they were doing, especially Patty with her crazy adventures during his absence. Tommy, I’d imagine, had a more mundane existence in comparison with Practically Perfect Patty.
And for the first order of business, young Patty would go to the cinema with Tommy bound and gagged.
I’m looking forward to see how Tommy would tie and gag her!

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Post by John Kennon Smith » Wed Nov 04, 2015 9:30 am

Great chapter!!

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Post by John Kennon Smith » Wed Nov 04, 2015 10:26 am

Great update!!

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Post by John Kennon Smith » Thu Nov 05, 2015 5:15 am

Please please update really really soon!!!!

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Post by John Kennon Smith » Thu Nov 05, 2015 5:52 am

Hope you update soon!!!

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Post by William F Somebody » Thu Nov 05, 2015 10:17 am

And so the date starts. And it started with flowers and chocolates in the traditional manner, then some catching up between the two. Guess Patty has the more interesting tales to tell, which considering her adventures, is perfectly understandable. Then of course, we get to see them go to the movies, but with Patty bound and gagged!
I wonder how Tommy will tie up Patty?
Good thing Bobby and Suzie put some sense into Tommy, or this would have been a very boring date, except for being bound and gagged of course.

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Post by KP Presents » Fri Nov 06, 2015 5:29 am

I went and fetched my box, Tommy smiling as he opened it and took two sponges out. “Let’s make this a good one,” he said as he handed them to me, and I gripped them in my hand, smiling as he started to wrap the duct tape round my hands.
“So what do you want to go and see?”
“I’m not sure,” I said as Tommy went behind me, taking my hands behind me as I felt the rope start to hold them together. “The local paper’s there – you can have a look once you’ve got my arms tied.”
“Do they do a matinee at the multiplex down here,” he said as I felt the rope go between my arms, tightening the wrist binding before he took some rope around my waist.”
“What, like a kid’s film?”
“Not always,” he said as I felt my wrists been locked against my back, and then the rope around my stomach and forearms, “sometimes they show films you might like again. Comfy?”
“Very,” I said with a smile as I tried to move my arms, but the double figure of eight had them locked in place as well. “Quiet time?”
“Quiet time,” Tommy said with a smile as he took a large washcloth from my bag and folded it into a pad. Opening my mouth as wide as I could, I felt the cotton on my tongue as he pushed it in, and then a thin chiffon scarf with a knot tied in it was used as a cleave gag.
Then I heard the sound I love – the squelchy rip as the white tape was freed from the roll, and pressed to my cheek before it was wrapped round my head. To my surprise, he then took the duct tape and added to the tape around my head, the silver band sitting in the centre of the white. Finally, he folded a brown scarf and tied it over my mouth.
“Bobby told me,” he said in answer to the question in my eyes, “ready for the extra ropes?”
“Whtt?” I was in two minds, but then Tommy wrapped the rope around my arms and below my chest, and I sighed as I felt the arms drawn into my sides, and rubbing on my chest over my dress. IT was nice, as was the next band he tied round my above my chest. I wriggle round, smiling under the tape as I expected him to use two short lengths to cinch and tighten them.
So when he stood in front of me, with a longer length of rope, I looked at him and said “wtsstthffr?” For a moment, I remembered the night we spent with Jenny and Alicia, and prayed this wasn’t going to be a repeat of that – but instead, he tied the end of the rope around the two bands under my right shoulder, between my arm and body, the bands coming together as I sighed.
He then did something that had never, ever been done to me before. Once he had tied the rope off, he lifted the rope up and took it carefully around the back of my neck, moving my hair out of the way, and then down the other side, before he tied it between my left arm and my body. It certainly tightened and cinched the ropes, but it felt more secure than before – and there was that nice funny feeling again...
I was as well tied as I had ever been – more so, in fact – so when Tommy picked up another length of rope, I looked at him curious as to what he was going to do.
So I felt him tie one end round my wrists, and then I could feel him taking it up my back, feeding it under all the other bands, and then I felt the ropes under my chest pulling up as he tied the other end to the band at the back of my neck! I wondered where he had got this idea from – especially as I tried moving my wrists, and it made the ropes on my chest rub me, making me feel even more funny...
A car pulled up outside, and as I turned my head – and that made me feel funny too – I saw Mum getting out of the car.
“Mmmsshrr.”
Tommy quickly grabbed my coat and put it on me, buttoning up the front, before he tied my scarf round my head, covering the gag ad with the ends hanging down my back.
“Patty? Are you and Tommy still here?”
“We were just going to go to the cinema, Mrs Pickering,” Tommy said as he put his arm round me, “if that’s all right with you of course?”
“Of course it is – will you come back for lunch?”
“No, we may get something afterwards.”
“Okay – have a good time Patty.”
I nodded as Tommy walked me out of the house, and to the car, Mr Boyle opening the door as Tommy helped me to sit in the back, and then got in the other side, fastening the seat belt over me.
“Where to, Tommy,” Mr Boyle said as he got behind the seat.
“The cinema please,” he replied before he turned and smiled at me.
I could see a few people out with long coats, and a scarf covering their mouths, so I knew nobody was going to look at me as if something was different while we drove to the Cineworld. Even when Mr Boyle parked, and Tommy and I walked into the cinema lobby, nobody gave us a second look.
“Right then,” he said, “I take it anything like an action film is not going to be good, correct?”
I nodded as we looked at the other posters.
“These are all 115, so no good – so we have a choice. Paddington, Big Hero 6 or BoxTrolls. Which if these do you want to see?”
Well, I was given the choice, so I nodded at the poster with the bear on it. “Okay then - wait here,” he said as he went over to the concession stand. I wondered why he had gone there – surely he wasn’t going to get something to eat or drink for himself?
Then I realised – that was the only place you could buy a ticket if you wanted to pay cash!
I smiled under the scarf as he came back over, and we made our way through to the screen. It was already dark, but we managed to find our seats, and I sat next to Tommy as the adverts started to play. I was really excited – we’d been to the cinema before when I had clear tape over my mouth, but never with a full gag, and never tied as tightly or as well as this.
I didn’t really want to lean on my arms, so I sat forward and watched as the trailers played, and then the film started. I just felt so comfortable and safe and happy as I glanced over at Tommy, and then watched the scenes unfolding.
After a while, I started to get tired and relaxed a little, but it took me a while to realise I was leaning over, my head on Tommy’s shoulder as he put his arm round me. I rubbed my cheek on him, and then shivered as the ropes rubbed on me.
I mean, I’ve had those extra ropes before, and it’s felt different at times – especially when I was wearing a corset – but the way he had tightened them was different this time, not to mention that extra rope rubbing on my back. At one point, I got an itch there, and I found moving my wrists a little meant the rope rubbed and eased the itching – but boy did it make me feel all giddy and faint elsewhere...
Then there were the times Tommy decided it would be a good idea to tickle my ribs. I’m ticklish anyway, but normally the coat would block that. The way I was feeling... I could feel it, and I jolted, almost giggling until Tommy put his finger on the scarf, over my mouth, and I quietened down.
Eventually, the film finished, and we sat for a moment as most of the rest of the audience left.
“Did you enjoy the film, Patty,” Tommy whispered into my ear as I sat up and nodded. “Good – I thought it was wonderful, and I really enjoyed it as well.”
Now, I might have believed him, had I not caught him nodding off once or twice, but I was thrilled that he said that.
“Hungry?”
I nodded as we stood up, and he put his coat and scarf on.
“Come on then – let’s go and get something to eat.”
He escorted me back to the car, Mr Boyle holding the door open as I got in, and we drove off.
“Swwhhrwlwet?”
“Oh, it’s a surprise,” I said, so I sat back and looked out of the tinted windows. I soon realised we were heading out of town, and onto the motorway – the one that led to Wissenden Hall.
So I wasn’t surprised as we drove up to the front door, and Mr Boyle opened the door while Tommy helped me out. We walked up to the front door, Mrs Boyle opening it as Tommy hung his own coat and scarf up, but left mine on.
“Come and wait in here,” he said as we went into the front room, and he sat me down on a couch, “I’ll be back in a few minutes.”
I nodded and wriggled round, wondering just why this was starting to feel nice, when I heard Suzie say “oh my – aren’t you hot in that?”
I looked at her, standing in the doorway wearing an old cream sweatshirt and a pair of jeans, as she held Lucy in her arms.
“Ltllbt,” I said as she sat down.
“Oh – let me guess, sore throat?”
“Haahhrhhrrr.”
She put Lucy down in her play seat, strapping her in before she came over and removed my scarf. “Oh my – you and Tommy went out with you like this?”
“Uhhffnnedee.”
“So I hope you went to the cinema? What did you see?”
“Peddngtn?”
“And Tommy sat through it? He must really like you,” she said as she poked me in the ribs, making me squirm round again as the ropes irritated and teased me...
“Heeestpttt.”
“Oh come on – let’s see how he...”
“Hi Suzie.”
I looked past her to see Tommy standing there, with a basket in his hand.
“I hear you’ve had fun this morning,” she said as she winked at me. “So where are you going with that pic-a-nic basket?”
“Into the woods,” Tommy said as he helped me stand up, “see you later.”
“Have fun,” Suzie said as Tommy took me out through the kitchen, into the back garden and then out into the woods at the back of the Hall. I’d been here a couple of times, but not recently, and I looked up into the trees as we walked, the leaves starting to turn brown as the sun shone through them.
We eventually got to a little clearing, Tommy putting the basket down and taking a blanket out which he spread on the ground. He then helped me to sit down, and took food and drink out of the basket. He had chicken legs, sausage rolls, crisps, carrot and celery sticks with dips, little fruit pies – lots of lovely things, as well as a bottle of squash and two glasses.
“Now then,” Tommy said as he started to remove my gag, “this does look good doesn’t it?”
“Ysstddss,” I said as layer by layer it was taken off, until the washcloth was taken from my mouth, “but I really need a drink.”
“Not a problem,” Tommy said as he poured some squash into a glass, put a straw in and then put it to my lips. I took a long drink, and then said “Thanks – but how can I eat?”
“Oh I’m feeding you – just tell me what you want to eat first.”
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### Re: An Education - Practically Perfect Patty

Post by John Kennon Smith » Fri Nov 06, 2015 7:36 am

Nice!!

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Post by John Kennon Smith » Fri Nov 06, 2015 7:39 am

Tommy sure knows how to give a girl a good time!

### Re: An Education - Practically Perfect Patty

Post by John Kennon Smith » Sat Nov 07, 2015 7:11 am

Great chapter!!

### Re: An Education - Practically Perfect Patty

Post by John Kennon Smith » Sat Nov 07, 2015 7:45 am

Great update!!

### Re: An Education - Practically Perfect Patty

Post by Tom Ford » Sat Nov 07, 2015 9:20 am

So the wonderful day on Patty goes on. Tommy it seems have learned a thing or two about gags, and have invented, a new way to tie those maddening double chest ropes which made it even more maddening. Patty experienced going to a movie tied up and bound completely, though the other people are unaware of it, due to the cold weather.
Suzie is determined, it seems, to tease Patty. Good thing that Tommy arrived, or there would be more awkwardness if Suzie saw it. But not Bobby, since it would seem that it was most probable that it was Bobby who taught Tommy how to tie the new rope.
But now, we have a picnic. It was probably Bobby who had suggested that, since that was how his first date with Cassie had gone.
One thing is for sure. This already could considered the most memorable date yet for our young heroine.

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Post by Imp Caesar Augustus » Sat Nov 07, 2015 9:33 am

And the practically perfect day becomes even more perfect! I imagine that Patty was very surprised at the new rope!

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Post by William F Somebody » Sun Nov 08, 2015 8:22 am

And so the date continues. And what's this? It seems as if Tommy had invented a new kind of binding that will make Patty very happy indeed! Let's see what will happen after

### Re: An Education - Practically Perfect Patty

Post by John Kennon Smith » Sun Nov 08, 2015 8:31 am

Please please update really really soon!!