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Eddington House
Jeanette Price had been late getting all her registration materials in for college, and now all the dorms were full. She'd never considered a sorority. Being an only child, the whole big sister/little sister vibe just wasn't her thing. Plus, despite the entire 'Greek' collegiate world's insistence to the contrary, she had a feeling those paddles on the walls weren't entirely decorative! She'd had enough spankings thank you very much. In fact, her last one had been at age 18, a humiliating secret that she guarded with her life!

Jeanette had always been a procrastinator, and this time it looked as if it was going to cost her. She hated the thought of living at home and driving 45 minutes to and from school every day. Most of her friends had either been accepted to out-of-state colleges or were living on campus at the local university. She'd miss most of the best social opportunities if she stayed at home, because her parents were old-fashioned and strict about her curfew. It would be a drag missing the best parties because she was expected to be home by 11:00 pm. on weeknights and midnight on weekends.

She wasn't a classic beauty, but she was quite cute. She stood 5'5'' barefoot and had red, shoulder-length hair that she usually wore in a ponytail. No one but a supermodel would consider her overweight, but she was curvy and filled out her clothes nicely. On this rather warm early September day, she was dressed in denim cut-offs and a tank top. She was lying on her stomach on the living room floor, waving her feet in the air as she pored over the classified ads in the local paper in search of a place to live close to campus. She was limited by what she could spend; her parents were paying her tuition, but hadn't counted on rent being part of the equation. There had been quite the dust-up when her parents had found out that no more dorm rooms were available, because they'd both been after her to get all her paperwork in on time. But it was the summer after her senior year in high school, and she'd been distracted by parties and other gatherings with her friends.

Suddenly, an ad caught her eye that read: Room available for female student. Breakfast and dinner included free of charge. Must be stable nonsmoker and nondrinker. Call Mrs. Eddington or Miss Stevenson for more info.

The rent amount quoted in the ad was incredibly low; it seemed too good to be true. Still, Jeanette felt she owed it to herself to check it out. She dialed the number.

"Good afternoon, Eddington House." The voice sounded like it belonged to a girl about her age.

"Hi, is this the number for the ad about the room?" Jeanette asked.

"Yes, it is. Are you interested in applying to live here?"

What an unusual way to phrase it, Jeanette thought. "Yes, I am. Are you ... Mrs. Eddington?"