"Now children quiet down and get in a single file line. You heard me. Single file!" she blurted out trying to sustain her ever waining patience with the little tykes.

Mrs. Millard kept an eye on young Billy. He was the worst of the bunch. Always getting into trouble, he stopped at nothing when it came to picking on girls - especially Darcy. The middle aged teacher took pity on her. The youngster had just turned five and was still having problems adjusting to Kindergarden. She was rather small for a five year old with shiny locks of hair and the cutest dimples whenever she smiled.

Mrs. Millard felt sorry for her in more ways than one. For starters, Darcy was a slow learner. Her reading skills were minimal for her age, she couldn't draw pictures that resembled anything, and she couldn't write. Worst of all, she still had accidents now and then which only added fuel to Billy's torturous comments. For some reason, Darcy's parents had pushed for their daughter to start schooling on schedule - despite repeated cautioning from the school board. In many ways, Darcy was still acting the age of a 3 year old despite having turned 5 recently. Despite these obvious drawbacks in Darcy's learning capabilities, Mrs. Millard had a soft spot for the youngster and went out of her way to help her whenever she could.

However, she couldn't watch over Darcy all the time. And that was where the trouble started. Young Billy was not the only bully in Kindergarden. He had a group of 1st and 2nd graders with whom he was friends with. Having flunked his first year of Kindergarden, he was now six years old and closing in on seven. Some of his pals were turning eight. Darcy was their favorite target. They enjoyed teasing the little girl whenever they could. Even at their young age, they had a pretty good idea that Darcy wasn't all that bright, and they were quick to take advantage. They were already at the age where sexual curiosity had overtaken their thoughts. Billy was the youngest of the bunch, but he was clearly the leader. He had played "doctor" and "house" with several willing girls in his neighborhood and had often bragged about it to his mates. Maybe it was because he was "lucky" or because of his bulishness, but the others seemed to fall in line behind him - especially when it came to picking on girls and calling them names.

During the recess period, Billy caught Darcy struggling to climb the miniature sliding board on the playground. He watched the little girl trying to scale the plastic steps in her pink overhauls. Her hair had precious curls in it that glared in the sun light - making them seem brighter than they were - almost a light shade of blonde. In the dark recesses of young Billy's mind, he imagined what lay underneath Darcy's school clothing. He imagined a tiny pair of poke-a-dot underwear. He imagined the tiny little camel toe that outlined her little "pee pee." He imagined her sweet little bottom all pink and soft to the touch. ......(cont)