Thanks to all those who have provided feedback. I've corrected the errors highlighted and re published. Point taken around getting some editing help with my next submission, I thought I was on top of it.... Obviously not. Please let me know if you like this story, I have some ideas on where to take the character next.
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"Pen's Down" reverberated around the hall and Jen sat back in her chair and allowed herself to unwind. The statuesque brunette flexed her shoulders and tried to work out the kinks. After nearly three hours of sitting on a hard-plastic chair and her sixth exam in the last two weeks the tension had built up. But now it was finished, her mind wandered as the supervisors walked the room collecting booklets. Physics was her least favoured subject and more importantly at that point, it was her last exam.
Most of Jen's close friends still had exams to sit over the next two days so the end of high school parties would not start in earnest until Friday. That was a relief, a couple of days relaxing at home was just what she needed. Tracey her best friend had Geography to sit on Friday and she had promised she would not do anything too exciting before she could join in.
After turning eighteen only three weeks ago Jen had missed out on having a party, her parents had succumbed to her wish not to celebrate and let her focus on her exams. To be truthful her parents were a little intimidated by Jen's single-minded focus, they wanted her to relax and not take her final year so seriously but judged correctly pushing at that point would cause more trouble than benefit. Jen wanted to become a doctor and that meant a high score was a prerequisite to getting into her preferred university course. Her whole year, in fact the last few years had been pretty much focused on that. Her parents were pretty sure Jen was going qualify easily, but Jen didn't have the same confidence and that had driven her all year. She was looking forward to the coming summer it would be a time to cut loose and catch up on some of the things her friends had been enjoying.
It was the same about a lot of things in her life, Jen was blessed with above average talent in most things she tried, but always put her success down to hard work not talent, she was on the swim and track teams played Hockey in the school firsts with distinction and while she might not qualify as Dux of the school she was always in the top echelon of students. Jen realised that she attracted attention from most of the boys at school but put that down to the common perception that teenage boys lusted after anything that wore a skirt. She also realised a lot of older men also looked at her with more than a passing interest, it had been that way for a number of years and deep down buried in her sub conscious she liked the attention. It had never come to anything at least nothing physical but her dreams were another thing altogether. All year Jen had been promising herself that once she turned eighteen and finished her exams then it would be time to experience a lot more of what life had to offer.
The truth was that Jen was stunning, at one hundred and seventy-five centimetres she was above average height with long legs and a trim toned physique. The combination of jet-black hair, blue eyes and an angelic face meant modelling was a possible career option. The previous summer an agent had approached her at a music festival; Jen just thought it was a lame pick up line and had gone back to her friends not even considering that it could be true. In year eight she had shot up and her nick name was "Bean Pole" shortened to "BP". But in the last year she had filled out, her flat chest had expanded, and her breasts now drew a lot of attention, they were perky and slightly upturned. She was now becoming accustomed to them and ever so slowly she was wearing more revealing clothes. Her daily exercise regime had sculpted her arms, legs and abs. She had transformed from pretty to sexy and while she knew others saw her and reacted to her differently, she did not quite know what that meant and while unaffected herself the impact she had was impossible for others to ignore.
Jen did have a boyfriend; Dave was an aspiring footballer who was keenly anticipating the National Draft at the end of the month. They had fooled around plenty, but Jen had not let Dave go all the way much to his frustration. They normally met up after school and on Friday nights. Sometimes they studied together but they mostly studied different subjects and Dave was not in Jen's league on the academic front and being highly competitive that was something that did not sit well with him. But Jen was the hottest girl he knew, and all his mates were jealous, and while he hadn't lied, they all were under the impression that they were sleeping together. But for the last month they had hardly seen each other, and Dave was eagerly waiting for Jen to finish her exams. He was confident that he could take it to the next level but was also inexperienced and not really interested in what Jen wanted; only his own need. While Jen's body was immaculate, and he had managed to get her top off a couple of times it had always been in the dark when had felt her up. He had never got under her panties, never mind taken them off. He probably could have progressed further, but seduction and patience were not his strong suit. He was more interested in what Jen could do for him. She had used her hand on him often; even her mouth from time to time but getting him off while she remained unfulfilled was becoming tame.
Finally released from the examination hall Jen picked up her bags and left the school without a backwards glance, none of her close friends studied Physics so there was no one she really wanted to talk to. She was surprised to find her mum waiting outside the gates. Andrea had taken the day off work. She was incredibly proud of her baby daughter and knowing this was her least favourite subject suspected Jen would be less than satisfied with her efforts, even if she had every confidence that the actual results would be more than enough. So, she was pleasantly surprised that Jen appeared happy and skipped over to give her a hug. Andrea could see what a beautiful young woman Jen had grown into and was very aware the affect she had on men, she had caught a number of her husband's friends checking her out and found it disquieting even if it was fairly predictable. Jen was growing up and Andrea wanted to maintain a close relationship as she transformed into womanhood. She had been quite a wild child herself and did not begrudge Jen having a little fun, she was sensible and trusted her and by goodness she had earnt it.
"I thought I'd take you out to lunch to celebrate, I've also got a massage booked for you later this afternoon. Sorry it's the last booking at seven so maybe you could relax at home this afternoon, after we finish up at the restaurant, although we could go shopping if you like?"
