Chapter 1

She came up to me in the hall between classes as I was standing at my locker. I barely noticed her at first; she had long dark hair and was about a foot shorter than me. Besides, she was obviously two years behind me in class so why should I notice her. But as she lingered beside me I finally turned and looked down at her. She seemed very nervous.

"I want to date you," she said unceremoniously as she reached out to hand me a small envelope. "Call me at seven ... sharp. And don't be late."

I smiled condescendingly at the uppity little freshman as I benignly took the note from her trembling hand. As she turned and walked away I marveled at how brave she was. It must have taken all the courage she could muster to approach a guy she had never met and ask him out. But she hadn't just asked me out, she wanted to "date" me. She was asking me to be her boyfriend. No, wait, she wasn't asking me, she had been telling me. I smiled to myself and shook my head in disbelief as I put the note in my pocket and walked to my next class. The little girl had balls.

It wasn't until about half way through my next class that I started to get bored with the lesson and remembered the note. I surreptitiously pulled it from my pocket and opened it.

It was no ordinary note. It wasn't the kind of note kids in school usually pass around. This was a formal note on expensive paper in an expensive envelope. Curiously I opened it to see what was the brave little girl had written. Inside was just a name, "Valerie" and a phone number; they weren't written, they were typed. Amazing.

As I returned the note to my pocket my mind wandered to the young lady who had given it to me. She was a little young for my tastes, but she was cute. Normally she would have been just another face in the crowd and I probably never would have noticed her cute dark eyes and her very erect way of walking. I was sure that she was considered quite cute for someone her age but what could I possibly have in common with a younger girl like that? I wasn't the cutest guy in school but I had dated around some and there were certain girls who liked my type. I guess she was one of them.

Later that night as I was doing my homework the thought of that young lady kept popping into my head. I did admire her spunk. So, around 6:50 I decided that she deserved to be rewarded for her bravery and so I thought I would call her and let her down gently.

She answered after the second ring. "Hello," she said.

"Hi," I said casually, "this is Mark. You handed me a note today."

"I told you to call at seven. It is now 6:50." Click.

I couldn't believe she had hung up on me; the little bitch. I blushed in shame and anger and threw my phone on the bed and went back to my homework. Damned if I was going to call her again.

But something about her had struck a cord. Although I didn't want to I found myself calling her at 6:59 and then stopped myself. I actually waited until 7 and hit the call button.

Again she answered on the second ring. "Hello?"

"Uh ... um ... uh ... this is..."

"Mark. How delightful. Thank you for your punctuality. I like young men who obey orders. You do like to obey orders don't you? Because I plan on ordering you around; a lot."

I was stunned. The nerve of this little bitch was too much to be believed. I could feel the blood rushing to my face as I blushed so hard I thought she must be able to hear it over the phone.

"I knew it," she said after a moment when I didn't say anything, nor did I hang up. "Come to 717 Darling Lane tomorrow night at 7:30. You are going to take me to the movies. And dress nicely; I can't stand a poorly dressed slob."

I was too shocked to speak.

"I won't make you bring flowers ... this time. But next Friday I expect flowers." Click.

I tossed and turned that night. Every time I thought about what had happened the blood rushed to my face. However, the worst part was, that just as the blood rushed to my face it also rushed to my cock. I kept getting erections one after the other until I finally had to look at some porn on the internet and jack off to give myself some relief and get to sleep. However, I intentionally looked at only blondes so as to not think about Valerie when I came. My orgasm that night was intense. I shot so high it looked like one of those water fountains in Vegas. Afterward I slept like a baby.