Three Little Maids From School

Hopefully everyone now gets the picture and I promise the story gets more interesting. So ..Oh, and by the way - very, very English

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Three little maids from school are we
Pert as a school-girl well can be
Filled to the brim with girlish glee
Three little maids from school

Everything is a source of fun
Nobody's safe, for we care for none
Life is a joke that's just begun
Three little maids from school

Three little maids who, all unwary
Come from a ladies' seminary
Freed from its genius tutelary
Three little maids from school
Three little maids from school

One little maid with a man, yum-yum
Two little maids in attendance cum
Three little maids is the total sum
Three little maids from school

Three little maids from school

From three little maids take one away
Two little maids remain, and they
Won't have to wait very long, they say
Three little maids from school
Three little maids from school

Three little maids who, all unwary
Come from a ladies' seminary
Freed from its genius tutelary
Three little maids from school
Three little maids from school

And the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true



Part 2 In which the girls go shopping, are introduced to the barnacle, meet the horrid Sonia and have lots of fun. It seems our heroine may be growing up.

It was Saturday morning and the sun was shining again. The girls were very happy because Penny had a pass to go into the big City with them, and they were all going in school uniform as well. They all loved their school. The girls met at a different shop where the ginger pop wasn’t quite so good but Penny knew the shop keeper who was called Sue. Then they moved onto the old girls common room because Tina and Tricia wanted to talk to the girls playing in the big hockey match the next day. There was something called a munch going on and the girls wondered what scrummy cakes and biscuits you could eat; but they were not old enough to go in. They did meet Rascal who had only recently left school. She was being lead round on a leash by her new owner, but looked very beautiful and was obviously very, very happy. The girls thought how jolly it would be if they were lead around on a leash when they grew up.

Eventually our intrepid three went into the big City in their school uniform. Tina in her short school dress, Tricia in her school blouse and trousers and Penny in her pretty pink dress with marching pig-tails. They needed some new school knickers so had to go to the school outfitters called Primark. The girls were amazed at the number and choice of school knickers available. “Gosh”, exclaimed Tricia
“Gosh” exclaimed Penny
“Josh” exclaimed Tina
“Golly Gosh” laughed all three girls together,
but Tricia noticed that Tina had got a very red face. This was better even than the sweet shop they thought. As they were rummaging through trying to choose some for themselves a group of horrid boys turned up and started pointing and laughing at them. What the boys were doing in the girls part of the school outfitters they didn’t know, but our brave girls carried on as if nothing had happened and Penny and Tina in particular bought enough knickers to last them the term. Then the girls went to the cosmetic store. Tina and Tricia were now old enough to wear make-up at school and both girls enjoyed shopping for lipstick, blush and foundation. Penny too bought some make-up which she was going to smuggle back into school when she could.

After all that shopping the girls were very thirsty and decided it was time for some ginger pop. Penny was an extremely brave girl and went to a milk bar called Wetherspoons. Despite being younger, she was far braver than Tina and Tricia because Wetherspoons was a place where all the naughty boys and girls who had been expelled from school went. It was Tina’s first time enjoying pop in the big City so maybe that wasn’t too surprising and she wanted it to be fun. So Tina and Tricia walked around the corner and found a lovely café which served very yummy ginger pop.The girls then rushed back to school before the gates shut, made it just in time, and headed straight for the tuck shop to meet up with Penny again.

They had got the taste and fancied lashings more ginger pop. There they met Crystal Chandelier, the oldest girl, at 75, in the school, although this was her final year, and her friend the barnacle. The barnacle was a strange boy who looked very young and frail but in fact was the complete opposite. He was called the barnacle because if anything touched him, it was impossible for it to break free. The girls had also been warned about the barnacle’s chocolate fingers. Normally they loved anything sticky and creamy but apparently his chocolate fingers made you ill and tasted yucky. At least they knew.Poor Tina; they had barely sat down before she somehow got herself attached to the barnacle. It took a good few minutes for her to break free. Tricia and Penny were very surprised when a few moments later Tina got stuck to the barnacle again. Tina did seem a bit more ready this time as she took a deep breath before it happened. When it happened a third time Tricia shook her head. “Tina must have had too many of those sweets which make you giggle last night”, she thought.The girls said goodnight to Penny, as it was that time again and went back to Tricia’s dorm.

They were very happy when matron said that Tina could change in Tricia’s room for Saturday was always busy in the big girls club and the girls wanted to look their best. Matron also said that it was alright for Tricia to stay with Tina on Sunday night. They were lucky girls! In fact Matron had a soft spot for them both. Though sometimes they were rather too high spirited they worked hard on their studies and were a credit to the school.The girls tried to get some sleep but were too excited so instead practiced putting on their new make-up and helped each other get dressed in their glad rags before going back to the tuck shop for one final ginger pop and then on to the big girls club.

They weren’t however aware of the trouble ahead at the tuck shop. For there, looking at herself in the mirror, was Sonia.The girls tried to hide from her but to no avail. “Are they straight”, Sonia said to them. Sonia was the leader of a gang of girls, the most horrid in the school. It was said that if a boy gave one of the gang a sweet which made you giggle, she would let the boy play with her. This is something our girls were not at all sure about. It was alright for teachers, but boys? Sonia also spent nearly all the time looking into the mirror; even longer than Tina, Tricia thought. In fact Sonia spent more time looking in the mirror than she did not looking in the mirror. The one problem if you spend all the time looking in the mirror is that you can’t see behind you. Tina and Tricia were repeatedly asked if the seams of her stockings were straight. They always were, in fact they were the oly part of her which could be described as straight. The girls finally managed to break away from Sonia to go to the big girls club, but she seemed rather too interested in them. This was not good.

Saturday was the busiest night in the big girls club and it was already filling nicely when Tina and Tricia arrived. They met loads and loads of friends, old and new and had a spiffing time. Then Tina met an old boy she had played with before when she had a lot of fun but ended up with her knees a little sore. He owned another big girls club in the West End of the biggest city and claims to have played with more than 3,000 girls (which would mean, on average, approximately one new girl per week if he started at the age of twelve). Tina wanted to play with him for one more time. Tricia didn’t mind so kissed Tina goodbye and wished her oodles of fun.

There were two reasons Tricia didn’t mind. Most important, Tina was her best chum and she wanted her to be happy; but also she had been doing private dancing lessons and was looking forward to practicing her moves on the lovely dance floor with mirrors all round (perfect for Sonia, Tricia thought). So Tricia went upstairs and was very pleased with the way she was dancing. The extra lessons and her practicing had paid off. She was joined on the dance floor by six big girls who had just left school. Tricia let them play with her and one-by-one each of the girls danced behind Tricia pretending to be a horrid boy while the others cheered. Tricia didn’t mind. It was good fun finding out what it will be like when I’m a big girl, she thought. Then Tricia saw someone she thought she recognized, shuffling in front of her with eyes low. By the time it had registered the girl had gone and, despite searching the big girls club high and low, Tricia couldn’t find her again. Tricia couldn’t be absolutely certain but was fairly sure it was the girl, Joanne, whom she had helped get dressed on her first day at school. She so hoped that it was Joanne and was sure, if it was, that Joanne would be starting to feel happier at school.Tricia, exhausted, slumped into a soft sofa; it was very late for a girl her age. A boy slumped alongside her. “Mind if I sit here” he said. There were other sofa’s available so Tricia was a little surprised he chose that one but since he was quite dishy (she giggled to herself) she let him. Before long the boy had one arm around Tricia’s shoulder. When the boy snuggled further up to her she went all gooey inside, and when he started stroking her thigh under her dress, she simply melted. The boy wanted to play with her and she really wanted to let him. Then she remembered; she couldn’t have anyone else in her dorm with her and there was no chance of her being allowed in the boys’ school. “Oh no, no, no, you silly, silly girl”.

Reluctantly, and sadly, Tricia went back to her dorm. She had also forgotten to get a battery so no Buzzy rabbit tonight either. “I have never known Buzzy so quiet”, she mused. She changed into her baby-doll and suddenly her mood lightened. She had learnt so much today, she thought. She never wanted to leave school before, but now she is finding out how fun it is being a big girl, she is much happier. Then she realised what it was all about. She was growing up!Anyway, there is the big hockey match tomorrow. Jolly, jolly hockey sticks!And with a trace of a smile on her face; our by now young lady, fell quickly and silently into a deep, contented sleep.


Chapter Three - Happy Talk