Chapter 321: Charity Devereaux, 36, “You Think I Won’t?”...

With Darlene’s emphasis on mother/son interactions, it might seem as if the little girls in Sausalito were being left our of the fun and games. Not really — their activities just weren’t so overt.

For example the Sunday morning pole-dancing lessons at Miss Kitty’s had grown so popular that Darlene now had three separate classes. The Superintendent of Schools, Helene Washington, had allowed Sausalito High and John Lee Hooker Middle School to give classroom credits to the girls who completed the course.

Everyone knew that the little girls were nude — that had been a given for over a year. And, everyone knew that the girls — just like the professional dancers — made out with each other.

Everyone also knew that Ray-Ray had set up three tripods to film the workouts. Darlene’s sex-tape library was growing by the day.

And almost everyone knew that the girls ended up licking pussy by the third or fourth session.

Even so, there was a long waiting list to be admitted to the Sunday-morning lessons.

Because Darlene was Darlene, she wanted there to be absolutely no misunderstanding from the mothers who signed the permission letter to allow their daughters to pole-dance. The key paragraph:

I, Jean Boudreaux — the parent of Melissa Boudreaux — understand and agree that part of the dance lessons includes making out with the other girls. This may include kissing, fingering themselves and each other, and licking pussy.

There may have been a few mothers who balked at letting their daughters apply, but they were few and far between. These days just to get a daughter on Darlene’s waiting list was a huge positive. As for the fathers — well some knew, or suspected. But they willfully ignored what their little princesses were getting up to, or pretended not to know. With a determined wife and a strong-willed daughter, their protests wouldn’t have worked anyway.

And when Darlene pointed out the key paragraph in th permission document, not one mother hesitated to sign.

“I licked enough pussy in my day.”

“At least she isn’t getting pregnant.”

“All of her little friends are taking lessons or waiting to.”

Some little girls were more eager than others, but all of them, each and every one, entered Miss Kitty’s for their first lesson knowing full well what was involved.

In addition to the formality of dance lessons, many local girls were enjoying newfound freedoms on the home front. Obviously, the mothers who were fucking their own sons, could hardly maintain strict dating policies for their daughters.