Volume 15 – The Woodettes - The Woody Back to School Unit

The WoodettesRosemary Booker peeled off her blazer andhung it over the back of the chair. She stepped outinto the aisle and walked towards the front of theroom.Ms Wharton flexed the cane between herhands and tried to relax. Rosemary’s voluptuousposterior pointed upwards with her bumbagsstretching at the seams was a vision of beauty. TheWart breathed in deeply and let the air out slowly.She needed to concentrate. The GeoDame wasdetermined not to waste a stroke.Rosemary blinked. The cane had sliced acrossher backside with alarming potency and had almostknocked the wind out of her. She managed to keepher fingers glued to the tips of her toes. Behind herthe Wart grinned with satisfaction. The cane hadrebounded from Rosemary’s bumbags with aresounding crack. She was confident that the effectswould be ricocheting around Rosemary’s centralnervous system in a most disagreeable manner.Rosemary Booker gritted her teeth. The secondand third strokes had landed with the same venom asthe first. She was having considerable difficulty notjerking up as the cane sliced across her bumbags.Rosemary knew from bitter experience that if herfingertips moved as much as a millimeter from thetips of her shoes the Wart would call foul and disallowthe stroke.The Wart grinned with satisfaction. She wastaking her time, knowing that Rosemary’s calf