Jeannie, herself, must have been just over four feet tall, and weighed maybe seventy pounds. Her thick dark hair was set in a neat page-boy bob that brushed her firm straight shoulders, and she had the most direct and friendly manner I have ever seen in a child of any sort. She had a justified confidence in herself, expected to be liked by everyone, and expected to like everyone, in return. If exposure to sex is meant to be bad for children, especially for ten-year-old girls, you could never have proved it from looking at Jeannie. I suppose the only trouble she ever had was in being sure never to tell anyone outside of The Club about the things she willingly did there.

At last I came out of my stupefied amazement enough to be polite to this startling nymph. “Well, I'm certainly glad to meet you, Jeannie, and you are just as nice as I hoped you'd be. Frankly I am a bit surprised, but I suppose you are used to surprising people here.”

“Yes, I guess I am.” she replied smiling mischievously at our secret from the outside world. “From what I hear the kids at school say, they sure would be surprised at the things I know and the things I like to do.”

“How did you get to know my name, Jeannie?” I asked her. “Do you ask to meet all the new guests here?”

“Oh no. I almost never get to meet the men till they are regular members,” she said softly. “And only then if they look interesting to me. But I saw some movies of what you did to that little Susie last week, and I thought I'd like to meet you, since you seem to like sex with young girls. I'm a little older than Susie, but I'm not a 'big girl' yet, if you know what I mean. And I thought that maybe it would be fun for both of us trying some things together, specially if you didn't have to make the little girl do the things you like, cause she would like to do them with you.”