6 Justine
Justine's mom, Janet, was a nurse's aide at the Emergency room in Middleburg. Her father, Steve, was a personal banker at a small local credit union in town. The two met in high school, married young, and Justine was born, an only child, shortly thereafter. Her parents worked hard and never brought their jobs home.
Justine was always the little star of the family, putting on plays for mom and dad. She was daddy's little girl and sat on his lap as he caressed the resilient orange locks of her hair. She was the recipient of many gifts from daddy and he would frequently take her places on weekends, such as to the state fair, to the swimming pool, or on ski trips. Her father doted upon his daughter and this gave Justine a sense of entitlement throughout her life, but she always took into consideration the needs of others and thus always had many friends. Her mother taught her how to care for her pets, how to make friends, how to style her unruly hair and make the most of her uncommon beauty. Despite the grand gestures her father made, it was the hushed moments with her mom that made the grandest impression on Justine's character. It always seemed her mother had a quiet control over things.
Justine grew up as any girl might. She made friends with both boys and girls. Learned to share, to read, to paint, and eventually the intricacies of theater production were, as her choice, her calling. There were no clues in her childhood that she would grow up to be a Dominant woman, but there was one thing her parents were quite proud of. Something that translated very well both into her BDSM lifestyle and her teaching career. It was her manners. If she didn't display the utmost in poise and charm, she presented the best in perception of another individual. She was always able to feel out a situation, and create solutions with a casual grace.
She frequently saw a discrepancy between the simple solutions she found amongst her friends in the school yard and the hard Christian values her parents preached to her. For Justine, there was always an understanding that there was something more than what her parents were telling her. She respected them for what they gave her, and the genuineness they presented, but after a while, she stopped feeling guilty for living her own life. She became sexually active and aware at a young age. First playing "naked games" with her girlfriends. During those times everything was so obscure but she enjoyed the attention she received, despite her awareness of how uncommon her beauty was. Uncommon. That's what her mother called it. Theater, eyeliner, and corsets would come later as character crutches for Justine.
Even in high school, Justine had an air of sexuality about her, in the way she walked, in the way her hips swayed, in the way her shoulders pressed back. Her back arched slightly, she walked, rhythmically but with a slight hesitation at the fall of each step as if to draw attention to her perfectly formed feet. Her mouth seemed like a sexual organ, it formed itself as if only for sexual purposes, with pouty upper and lower lips, her hair curled and twisted wildly, almost uncontrollably, and seemed always to be moving. When she sat, she sat with her ass pushed outwards, invitingly and her breasts pushed forwards, sometimes resting on the table. Everything about Justine was sexual and men, and especially in the early years boys, fought each other over her. As we know, women soon took notice as well.
In her Junior year of high school Justine dated once a boy named Mark Song. He was the head lighting specialist for a play she was starring in and was one of those unusually well built geeks. Justine longed to sink her teeth into his well formed pictorials. He was a genius technician but had cursory understanding of the plays in which Justine starred. He seemed enchanted with Justine's charms but oblivious to all her social and sexual cues. He told her how he loved to light her. How the light hits her hair, her silhouette. "Blah blah blah," she thought. He took her to a Thai food restaurant, and Justine attempted to discuss the finer points of the play they were working on, the Taming of the Shrew, in which Justine played Katherina.
"I think the play is totally misogynistic," said Justine.
"Why? He's just courting the woman he loves. Trying to get her to love him, to respond to him," replied Mark.
"How can you see it that way? He's forcing her!" exclaimed Justine.
