The ladies of the accounting office had arranged for the van of the Juvenile Correction Department to discreetly collect me outside town. I had prepared a backpack with a few necessities, since I would be issued a uniform.
It wasn't a paddy wagon, it was actually an old VW minibus, but it did bare the logo of the justice department. As we entered town I laid low, I didn't want to be recognized. We stopped in the courtyard of the local police station, and picked up a tall girl about my age. The driver told the officers to remove her handcuffs. "We don't shackle our girls!"
She sat in the back, and I turned around to introduce myself. "I am Lucinda or Lulu."
She only said, yoh and Lucy.
An hour later, a meandering road in the woods, led us to a tall wrought iron gate topped with an arch reading Female Juvenile Reform School n°7.
That gate was guarded, but the black van was well known, and it was remotely opened. After a short drive through a well maintained lawn we stopped in front of a two floor prefab building.
We retrieved our backpacks from the back of the van, and were escorted inside the building by two uniformed matrons. I didn't miss the small rubber paddle slipped into their leather belts
While our belongings were searched, we were told to strip all our clothes into plastic panniers. I couldn't help blushing when told, "Everything!"
And she grabbed my ear. "Take off your knickers!"
Next we were given a haircut, and it wasn't a hair style I would have chosen as my locks were clipped short.
Then came a matron with sergeant stripes and a clipboard. She lead us upstairs to our dorm.
Dorm n°4 was about two rows of six beds, with tall curtain less windows on one side, and a room with showers plus loos on the other. Two beds between tall cupboards and bedside tables were unmade. We were told to make them, and to sort our cupboards. "I will be back in one hour for inspection!"
We made our beds, then we explored. First were the spotless communal showers attached to our dorm. Next was the long corridor, and discovering four dorms similar to our, plus a closed door with a plate reading Dorm Matron.
When the sergeant matron returned we were sitting on our beds. Lucy was still silent. I was quite surprised when the matron pulled me up by an ear as a little girl. "For inspection you are to stand at attention in front of your bed." She punctuated that with a slap for each of my cheeks. While rubbing my smarting cheeks Lucy was similarly slapped.
I followed Lucy, and we sat at the two empty spots of that table. A girl introduced herself. "I am Matilda, the head girl of our form, don't ask about special privileges, I have none!"
Lucy introduced herself, and I followed. One of the girls questioned. "What are you in for?"
Lucy answered. "Burglary."
That girl turned to me, and Lucy added. "We're together."
Another girl chimed. "We'll call you, The gang of the Lulus, you will have to decide who's Lulu one and Lulu two."
I answered. "She's Lulu one."
The Lulus
To
be continued...
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