"Mom! Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, Mom it's so wonderful!" the little girl sighed breathlessly, leaning her back against the refrigerator door. Her heart was pounding; Carol could see the buttons on her blouse quivering. And more interesting was that her daughter's tiny little breasts -- mere puffy nipples actually -- were hard and poking quite visibly against the undershirt.

Jolie smiled so big she preened.

"Well, Jolie, you're just a bundle of excitement today," Carol laughed. She stood to refill her cup from the coffee maker on the kitchen counter. "What's got you so worked up?"

"Oh, Mom, I did it! I DID IT! Oh gosh!"

"Whoa there young lady," Carol interjected. "Slow down, now tell me again?"

"Mom, I did it! I finally did it!" Jolie repeated, almost squealing with joy. She started to chew her fingernails, a bad habit her mother fought constantly to break.

Jolie's excitement made her even more adorable than usual. She was an awfully pretty girl, a bit on the short side hardly more than 4 feet tall but slender and fair-skinned, with twinkling eyes and white teeth. One of her best features was her swan-throat. She wore a pink long-sleeved blouse with a white lace collar and black hip-huggers. She was too young yet to have much in the way of hips to hug, but she sure had a cute tight little butt.....(cont)