New Beginnings-chapter 11
By Sampast and Huggedlots
Copyright © 1999, All
rights reserved.
Bob looked up, and was
surprised to see Maggie up. Taking a closer look, he realized she looked
incredibly sleepy.
"Hey, baby, what are you
doing up so early?" Bob asked.
Maggie went over to her
daddy and sat on his lap. She cuddled against him.
"I wanted to get right
to work on my essay," Maggie replied sleepily.
"But Maggs, it's 6:30
in the morning. You don't have to be up this early. You have two whole days to
work on it," Bob explained.
"I know, but I want to
get started," Maggie said.
"Okay, but how 'bout
some breakfast first? You want cereal or eggs?" Bob asked.
"Can I have a
scrambled egg?" Maggie asked.
"Sure, honey. Go sit
at the table. I'll pour you some juice," Bob uttered.
Maggie ate her breakfast.
She watched her daddy continue reading the paper.
He looked over at her.
"How's your eye this morning, honey?" Bob asked concerned.
"It hurts a little,
but not like yesterday," said Maggie.
Bob shook out two baby
aspirin from the bottle of St. Joseph's(tm) and handed them to her. "Here,
chew these."
Maggie made a face as she
chewed them. She hated the artificial orange flavor. After finishing her
breakfast, Maggie retrieved her notebook, a pencil, and her social studies
book, and sat at the table.
Bob was impressed. Here it
was, not quite seven a.m. and his little girl was already starting her
punishment essay. He wouldn't have believed it if you had told him six months
ago, that he would be the proud father of a nine-year-old girl. He pondered how
much his life had changed in the past year.
After several erasings, and
crossings out, Maggie threw her notebook across the room, and cried,
"ARGH!"
"What's the matter,
hon?" Bob asked.
"I can't get started.
It's hard. I DON'T WANT TO DO IT!" Maggie cried.
"Excuse me?" Bob
said.
"Daddy, please! I
don't know what to write. What I wrote sounds so stupid. I want it to be good
for you, and I can't do it! I don't WANNA do it!" Maggie was shrieking and
crying, and beginning a temper tantrum.
Very calmly Bob picked her
up and carried her to her room. Once there, he deposited her on her bed. He
leaned down to pull the covers over, but Maggie didn't know that.
"No, Daddy, please,
don't!" she wailed.
"Don't what? I'm not
going to spank you, Margaret Anne. You are going back to sleep. I don't want to
see your face out of this bedroom until after 9:00. Is that understood?"
Bob said sternly.
Maggie was too shocked that
she wasn't getting a spanking, to speak. Finally she just nodded. "Yes,
Daddy." Then she added, "I'm sorry I was screaming."
"You were beginning to
throw a tantrum, Maggie. And I told you a few weeks ago, that that behavior is
unacceptable! Now, you are a very tired little girl. I want you to go back to
sleep. If you can't sleep, then just lay here and think about your essay. Got
it?"
"Yes, sir."
Maggie turned over, and grabbed her teddy bear.
Bob couldn't help but think
that was so cute. He came back to her bed, and kissed her on the cheek.
"G'nite sweetie, I
love you," he said. And then he left the room.
Bob went back to the
kitchen. No sooner had he finished folding the paper, that he heard,
"Boooob!" coming from his bedroom.
He went in. "Good
morning, hon. What's the matter? You look terrible," he said.
"Thanks," was the
reply. "I'm not feeling too well. I must have finally caught what Maggie
had at New Year's," Heather said quietly.
"But honey, that was
almost two weeks ago. What hurts?" Bob asked, feeling Heather's forehead.
"Ooh, it's hot. Let me
get the thermometer," he remarked.
"Honey!" Heather
called after him.
"Yes?" he asked.
"The oral one,"
Heather grinned.
Bob grinned, too. "Oh
you!"
Bob put the thermometer
under Heather's tongue. He waited, then took it out. 103º. "OUCH! That's
hot!" Bob exclaimed. "What else is wrong?"
"I feel tired, and
sweaty, but I have chills, and I'm nauseous," Heather whispered.
"Nauseous? Uh-Oh,
maybe you're pregnant," Bob exclaimed.
Heather was not amused.
"I am not pregnant!" she stated emphatically. "I have the flu.
And I feel miserable."
Bob brought Heather some
Tylenol and a cool glass of water. "I'm going to go make you some toast
and tea."
"No toast, I'm too
nauseous," Heather begged.
"Hon, you need some
substance in your body. Just one piece, okay?" he asked.
Heather nodded.
Over her
"breakfast", Heather told him she felt bad that she was leaving him to
deal with a punished Maggie all by himself. He also filled her in on what
happened that morning.
"Well, I'll try to get
her out of the house for a couple of hours. We can go do research at the
library, for her essay. That way, you'll be able to rest some," Bob
suggested.
Suddenly, Heather put her
hand to her head, and said, "Oh my god, we forgot about this
weekend!"
"What!" Bob said.
"Monday is Martin
Luther King Day, and there's a three day weekend. Hon, we promised to take the
twins for the weekend so Charlie and Lisa could go away!" Heather
squealed.
"Well, we'll just have
to tell them that you're sick, and we can't take the twins," said Bob.
"Besides, they could leave them with Joan and Jack."
Heather shook her head.
"No, they can't. They're going away with Joan and Jack. It's been planned
for awhile. Darren and Samantha are taking Joseph and Jody. They can't take the
twins, too. They have two kids of their own."
"Hon, I don't want you
to worry about this, okay? Besides, it's only Tuesday. If you have what Maggie
had, you should be okay by the weekend. It'll be fine," Bob tried to calm
her down.
"But hon?"
"What, Heather?"
"Maggie's punished. We
grounded her for two weeks. What are we going to do with the twins for a
three-day weekend?" Heather asked, miserably.
"Oh. I didn't think of
that. Well, if she's good during this week, we'll suspend her punishment while
the twins are here. I guess that's only fair," Bob replied. "Okay,
hon?"
But there was no answer.
Heather had fallen asleep.
~~~~~~~~~~
Maggie worked religiously
on her essay all day Tuesday and Wednesday. There were no more temper tantrums,
and once Maggie had gotten started, there was no stopping her. She found books
in the library on Martin Luther King and Gandhi to substantiate her own words.
When Bob read the finished
piece, he was thoroughly impressed. "Wow, Maggs! This is really very good.
I hope you apply the same effort into your regular schoolwork."
Maggie beamed. She wanted
so badly to make her daddy proud. "I do, Daddy," she said.
Bob reached for a manila
folder. "Okay, I'm going to put this in here. If you should repeat this
behavior, you will have to reread your essay. And any other times, you
misbehave, you will have to write about it like you did today. Is that
understood?"
"Yes, Daddy. But I
won't be fighting any more. I learned my lesson," Maggie said.
Bob went over and hugged
Maggie. "That's my good girl. That's exactly what I wanted to hear. Come,
let's go see how Mommy's feeling."
The two walked hand in hand
to the bedroom.
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The next few days passed
without incident. Maggie returned to school, as did Frankie. You'd never know
they were at the same place. Frankie avoided Maggie like the plague. She was
glad, but also in a way, she missed the challenge of their daily arguments.
Maggie wanted to find out
why Frankie didn't come near her. She asked around. Word was that Frankie's dad
told him to stay far away from Maggie and any other girls, if he knew what was
good for him. Maggie smiled, thinking of Frankie over his daddy's knee.
"Boy, he must have got it good," Maggie thought to herself.
Maggie stayed out of
trouble. She knew she couldn't push her luck where her behind was concerned.
Getting out of a spanking twice in one week was pretty lucky, she thought.
Heather was feeling better
by Friday, so the twins were coming as originally scheduled. Bob and Heather
didn't tell Charlie and Lisa that Maggie was grounded. They didn't want them
feeling guilty.
Charlie and Lisa dropped
Robin and Jennifer off before dinner. Charlie put their bags down and talked to
Bob a few minutes, while Lisa and Heather spoke quietly in the kitchen. The
twins went in search of Maggie.
Finally, it was time to go.
Charlie and Lisa called Robin and Jennifer into the living room. They each
kissed both parents good-bye. Charlie took Jenn and Robin aside and warned them
to behave themselves.
"We will, Daddy!"
Robin whined.
Charlie frowned.
"Whining is not a good way to start your weekend, young lady."
Robin hung her head.
Looking at the carpet, she said, "I'm sorry, Daddy."
Charlie smiled. He put his
finger under her chin and lifted it. "I know you are, sweetie. Now, both
of you, remember, that Uncle Bob will not hesitate to pull your pants down and
give you a spanking, if you deserve it. Do you understand?" He waited for
them to nod, before he continued. "Now, I don't want to hear about any
spankings when I get back. Behave yourselves!"
The girls kissed their
parents one more time, before they headed out.
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That night, only Maggie
needed a bath. Robin and Jenn had each had one after school. Bob made sure
Jennifer used the bathroom before slipping on her pantsies. All three girls
were sleeping in Maggie's room. She had a trundle bed which had another bed
underneath, that pulled out to make one giant bed. Heather and Bob had gotten
it with this in mind.
"Okay, girls, you can
talk for ten minutes, but then that's it. I don't want to have to come in to
remind you," Bob said as he kissed Maggie, then Jenn, then Robin.
"Okay, Uncle
Bob," said Robin. "Okay," said Jenn. "Yes, sir," said
Maggie.
The girls tried to stay up
late, but were all pretty much exhausted. Bob was glad he didn't have to go
back in.
The next day, Bob and
Heather took the girls bowling. They were all very well behaved. The twins
still had their father's warning in mind. And Maggie knew she was already on
thin ice. Just the fact that her parents had suspended her grounding this
weekend, made her know not to push the envelope.
Only once did Bob have to
scold Robin for whining. And that was because she didn't know how to bowl. She
was whining because the ball was too heavy. Bob simply found her a lighter
ball, and explained to her how to do it. Besides, it was bumper bowl, so there
shouldn't have been a problem.
That night, after dinner,
the girls were watching t.v. when the telephone rang. Bob spoke to the person
on the phone, and when he returned the receiver to its cradle, he said,
"Girls! Guess what?!"
"What?"
"What, Daddy?"
"That was Nana. She
and Grampsie are coming over tomorrow to visit. Won't that be nice?" Bob
exclaimed.
Heather said, "Oh,
good. I'm glad they're going to make it after all."
Heather knew they had
almost had to cancel because she had been ill. But now she was excited that
Bob's parents were going to see the apartment for the first time.
The twins were excited,
too. They loved their grandparents. But Maggie became quiet. Both Heather and
Bob noticed.
Heather said, "Robin,
Jennifer, come on. Let's go get ready for bed!"
"Maggie, too!"
Jenn whined.
Bob frowned. "No
whining, young lady!"
"Sorry! But isn't
Maggie coming?" Jenn asked.
"Yes, she will be
right in. I need to talk to her, okay?" Bob explained.
Maggie went to stand in
front of her daddy. "What do you need to talk to me about, Daddy?"
Maggie asked quietly.
"Come here,
Magpie," Bob said, pulling Maggie into his lap. "You don't seem glad
that my parents are coming over tomorrow."
"Well, it's just that,
well, I'm remembering what happened last time. Maybe they'll still be mad at me
'cause of my joke book," Maggie said very fast.
Bob reassured her.
"No, no, sweetie. They've forgotten all about that. Nana was just telling
me how glad she is to have this chance to get to know you better. She told me
she can't wait to see your room, and everything."
"Really?" Maggie
asked.
"Yes, sweetie. Nana
and Grampsie are my parents. And I love them very much. And I love you very
much. I want all of you to get to know each other and to get along. Will you
try? For me?" Bob asked.
"Yes, Daddy, I will. I
promise!" Maggie declared.
"Okay, good girl. Go
put your pjs on. I'll come to tuck you in," Bob announced.
~~~~~~~~~~
The next day was Sunday.
All four girls slept late. Bob was up early reading the paper, as usual.
Finally, he had to wake Heather up.
"Hon, I'm going to the
supermarket to get some things for later. The girls will probably be getting up
soon, too," Bob informed her.
"Huh? Uh, yeah,
okay," Heather said. As soon as Bob left the room, Heather fell back to
sleep.
Maggie, Jenn, and Robin did
get up soon after. They made their own breakfast, as Heather was still asleep.
After watching tv for a
while, Jenn said, "I'm bored. Where's Uncle Bob?"
"I don't know. Let me
go ask Mommy," Maggie replied.
She woke Heather up.
"Hon, I'm really tired. Please let me go back to sleep," Heather
said.
"But Mommy, we're
bored. Where's Daddy?" Maggie whined.
Heather was too sleepy to
notice the whining. "Daddy went to the store. He'll be back later. Come
on, Maggs, go watch t.v. or something."
"Mom, can we go
outside?" Maggie asked.
"Huh? Yeah, okay.
Don't go too far," Heather said and rolled over and went back to sleep.
Maggie ran into the den.
"Come on girls, get dressed. We can go outside!"
"But it's freezing
out," Robin said.
"No, it's not. It's
not that cold. Besides, we can hang out. I'll show you the woods," Maggie
said.
The girls got dressed, and
put on their jackets, mittens, and hats. There was no snow, but as it was
January, it was pretty cold. The girls went into the backyard. Maggie waved at
Mrs. Warner, who was in her kitchen. She waved back.
They walked around the
backyard. They played on top of an old stump and ran around.
"I'm bored. And
cold!" Jenn complained.
"Yeah, me too. You
said you would show us the woods, Maggie," Robin called.
"Well, it's right
there!" Maggie pointed. "But I'm not really allowed to go in there,
by myself. Come on, let's play hide and go seek!"
"I don't wanna,"
Robin said.
"It's too cold. Let's
go in," Jenn agreed.
"I'll be IT!"
Maggie exclaimed.
"Okay," Robin
said. "All right, I'll play," Jenn said. They both knew there would
be nothing to do inside anyway.
Maggie went to the stump
and counted to twenty-five. Then she yelled, "READY OR NOT, HERE I
COME!"
Maggie looked everywhere.
She checked the whole backyard, and the front. She looked behind the patio
furniture, and near Mrs. Warner's garden. She looked in the bushes, and under
the ball-eating tree. She couldn't find the twins anywhere.
"Okay, I give up! COME
ON OUT!" she shouted.
But no one came out. Maggie
was getting scared. Maybe they went back inside to trick me, she thought. She
started back for the house. She saw Mrs. Warner in the kitchen and waved.
Mrs. Warner opened the door
and called out, "Maggie, dear child, isn't it awfully cold to be running
around out here?"
Maggie ran up to her door
and nodded. "Yeah, it's a little cold. But it's fun. My cousins are over
and we're playing hide and go seek. Have you seen them?" she asked.
Mrs. Warner shook her head.
"No, I'm sorry, I haven't."
"Well, they probably
went in. They were complaining they were cold," Maggie admitted. "See
you later."
Maggie went back into the
apartment. She didn't see either twin, and no one else was around. She peeked
into her parents' bedroom and heard the shower running. "Well, at least
Mommy's finally up," Maggie thought.
Where could they be? Maggie
wondered. Oh, no! Could they have gone into the woods? Oh, I bet that's where
they are. Oh, no! Maggie took off at top speed to find her cousins. She ran to
the edge of the woods and called their names. No answer.
Meanwhile, Bob arrived at the
apartment, arms full of groceries. He came in and said, "Hey, can someone
give me a hand?" There was no answer, which he immediately thought was
strange. He brought all the perishables into the kitchen, and put them away,
before searching the rest of the apartment. He finally found Heather in their
bathroom.
"Oh, hon, there you
are. Where is everyone?" Bob asked.
Heather was towel-drying
her hair. "Hi, hon. Back so soon?" she asked.
"Heather, where are
the girls?" Bob asked.
"What? Aren't they here?"
she wondered.
Bob was furious. "Are
you telling me, you don't know where they are?"
"Honey, calm down. I'm
sure they're around here somewhere," Heather said fliply.
Bob brought his hand down
hard on Heather's backside. Once, twice, three times. She yelped in surprise.
"Hey!" she said.
"What was that for?"
Bob gently pushed Heather
into the bedroom and onto their bed. Very calmly he said, "Heather,
Charlie and Lisa left us to take care of their daughters. I left you an hour
ago with three girls, and now I come home to find none. And you're telling me
that they're probably around here somewhere. WHERE ARE THEY?"
He was losing his patience.
Heather began to cry.
"I'm sorry, Bob. I was
sleeping," she admitted.
"So, even after I woke
you up, you went back to sleep?" he asked.
Heather nodded. "I
don't have time for this right now. We have to find them. They could be
anywhere."
Heather sniffled. "Oh,
wait, I think Maggie asked me if they could go outside and play. Yeah, that's
it, I remember now."
Bob frowned. "It's 34
degrees outside. What are you, crazy? I'm going out to look for them. Maybe
Mrs. Warner's seen them."
"I'll come,"
Heather suggested.
"No, you stay
here," Bob commanded. "Actually, you can bring in the rest of the
groceries and put them away. Should I remind you, my parents will be here at
noon?"
He didn't wait for an
answer. He just stomped out of the house, in search of the girls. He hoped they
were all right, happily playing in the backyard.
Back at the edge of the
woods, Maggie continued calling Robin and Jennifer's names. She still got no
answer. She began to cry. She knew not to go into the woods. But what if her
cousins had gotten lost, or hurt? Maggie didn't know what to do.
She walked in and started
to look around. She continued calling their names. No answer. She looked for a
few more minutes, but was afraid of getting lost herself. "I'd better go
back for help," she said to herself.
As she came out of the
woods, walking backwards, she walked right into something. She shouted, and
turned around. It was her daddy. And he had a very angry look on his face.
"Margaret Anne! What
are you doing?" he shouted.
Before Maggie could
respond, Bob turned her around and smacked her bottom five times.
"You know better than
to go into the woods!" Bob looked around. "Where are the twins?"
he asked.
Maggie had begun to cry.
She stood there rubbing her bottom. The spanks hadn't hurt that much, but
Maggie feared she was in for a big spanking.
"Answer me, young
lady! Where are your cousins?" Bob repeated.
Maggie threw herself into
Bob's arms. He hadn't been expecting that, and reeled back.
"Hey, now, what is
it?" Bob asked, more gently.
"Daddy, we were
playing hide and go seek, and I was IT, and they went to hide and now I can't
find them. I looked everywhere, and I even went back home, but Mommy was in the
shower, and I didn't know what to do. I thought maybe they went into the woods,
and I didn't know if I should look for them. But I can't find them!" Maggie
blurted out.
It took Bob a few seconds
to sort out what she had just said, as she said it all in one rush. Bob held
Maggie as she cried into his jacket. Finally, he pushed her away and looked
into her eyes.
"Maggie, stop
crying!" he scolded.
She tried to wipe the tears
from her eyes. She looked up at her daddy. She knew she had disappointed him,
and she felt two feet tall.
"I'm sorry, Daddy. I
didn't mean to disobey you. I only went in the woods a little ways, and when I
didn't find Robin and Jenn, I came right back out. I was going to come home and
get help. Honest!" Maggie explained.
Then she burst into tears
again. Bob picked her up and held her.
"It's okay, baby. I
believe you," Bob said.
Maggie picked her head up.
"You do?" she sniffed.
Bob nodded. "Unless I
shouldn't?" he teased.
Maggie shook her head back
and forth and smiled for the first time since running into her daddy. Bob held
her for another minute. Then put her back down. He leaned down himself, so that
he was on her level.
"Now, Maggs, do you
think Robin and Jennifer went into the woods?" Bob asked.
Maggie nodded. "I
think they might have. They wanted me to show it to them. And I kind of said I
would, but I really just wanted them to come outside. Then when I told them we
couldn't go, they wanted to go inside. Then I thought to play hide and seek,
and then they were missing," Maggie stated.
"So, you assume they
went into the woods while you were counting, maybe?" Bob asked.
Maggie just nodded.
"Okay, hon, look, I
want you to go back to the apartment and tell Mommy what's going on. I'm going
to go in and look for the twins. Okay?" Bob asked.
"Okay, Daddy,"
Maggie responded. She turned to go, and then turned back around.
"Daddy?"
Bob smiled. "Yes,
Maggs?"
"Are you very angry at
me?" Maggie asked, hesitantly.
Bob came back and put his
arm around his daughter. "No, sweetheart, I'm not angry at you at all. You
explained to me what happened, and I think you did the right thing. I am, though,
very angry with your cousins. Now, run along and do what I told you."
Bob gave Maggie one swat on
the behind, but Maggie knew it was just a playful swat and not a spank. She ran
back inside to let her mom know what was going on.
Heather wrung her hands for
the third time.
"I can't believe I let
you girls go outside," she said.
"Mom, you've said that
twenty times. Daddy will find them. I know he will. It's only been fifteen
minutes, Mom. Don't worry!" Maggie tried to reassure her mom. She felt
like it was the old days, when she took care of Heather.
Finally, Bob came in with a
twin in each hand. Neither of them were smiling, and Heather guessed that Bob
had already smacked them at least once upon finding them.
"Oh, thank god!"
Heather cried, rushing over to hug the twins. "Where were you two? We were
worried sick!"
Bob looked disgustedly at
Heather. He knew that he would be administering more than two spankings this
day.
"We got lost,"
Robin exclaimed.
"Yeah, really!"
Jenn stated.
Bob looked down at
Jennifer. "You need to go get changed. I'll deal with you in a few
minutes."
Jennifer had wet her pants
in the woods. After she and Robin had decided to hide there, they both really
had gotten lost. Jennifer was so scared, she had wet her pants.
Bob still held Robin's
hand. "Come with me," he said, practically dragging her into his and
Heather's bedroom. He sat down on his dressing chair and placed Robin in
between his legs.
"Now, tell me why you
are being punished, young lady," Bob said sternly.
Robin sobbed, "Please,
Uncle Bob, don't spank me. I'm sorry! We didn't mean to get lost!"
"No, I'm sure you
didn't, Robin. But Maggie did tell you she wasn't allowed in the woods, didn't
she?" Bob asked.
"Yes, sir."
"And didn't you think
that if Maggie wasn't allowed in the woods, that you and Jennifer wouldn't be
allowed, either?"
"I guess," Robin
said.
"You guess?" Bob
shrieked.
"I mean, yes, sir. I
figured."
"Well, then, why did
you go in?" Bob queried.
Robin sighed. "I don't
know," she said.
Bob turned Robin over his
knee and administered a dozen spanks over her pants. "You know, young
lady, that 'I don't know' is not an acceptable answer! Now, why did you go into
the woods?" Bob roared.
Robin was crying, her hand
rubbing her already sore bottom. "I, we, um, we thought it would be
fun."
"And was it?" Bob
asked.
"At first. But then we
got lost. It was scary. And cold," Robin admitted.
"Yes, well, it's a
very good thing that I found you girls. Any number of things could have
happened. Someone else could have found you. A bad person, and kidnapped you.
Or you could have gotten so lost, that we couldn't find you for hours. Didn't
you learn anything this past summer, when Maggie got lost up at the ranch? Your
daddy told me all about that!" Bob uttered.
Robin was crying. She had
forgotten about that awful time when they couldn't find Maggie. She threw
herself in her uncle's arms.
"I'm so sorry, Uncle
Bob! I will never, never disobey you again!" Robin sobbed.
"Well, I hope not,
young lady. But in the meantime, you are going to get a spanking!" Bob
said, as he pulled down Robin's pants and panties. He let them drop to the
floor, as he guided his niece across his lap.
Bob spanked much the same
way as her own daddy. He spanked first one cheek, then the other, left, right,
left, right, spank, spank, spank. He was alternating cheeks as he spanked.
The only thing that was
different about the way her uncle spanked, was the lecture that followed with
each spank. "You will not ever (SPANK!) ever (SPANK!) ever (SPANK!) go
into the woods (SPANK!) by yourself. (SPANK!) Is that clear, (SPANK!) young
lady(SPANK!) ?"
Through her tears, Robin
whispered, "Yes, sir."
Finally, Robin laid limp
over her uncle's lap. Her bottom was a bright red, and Bob knew she had had
enough. He stopped the spanking and pulled Robin to her feet. He put his arms
around her and hugged her.
"I am just so glad you
and your sister were all right. Don't ever scare me like that again.
Okay?" Bob said and smiled.
Robin knew she had been
forgiven when her uncle smiled. She smiled, too, and said, "I won't. I
promise, Uncle Bob!"
Bob gave Robin a peck on
her cheek and laid her down on his bed. "Now, I want you to take a little
nap. When you wake up, Nana and Grampsie will be here. Okay?"
~~~~~~~~~~~
Bob sighed, as he closed
his bedroom door and went to Maggie's room. He went in and sat down on the edge
of the trundle bed. Jenn was laying on Maggie's side of the bed, with her head
facing the wall.
Bob tapped her, and said,
"Hey!"
Jenn slowly turned over.
Her face was tear-stained. "Please don't spank me, Uncle Bob! Daddy's
going to be so mad at me!"
"Come here, little
one," Bob said as he lifted Jenn onto his lap. "Why do you think your
daddy will be angry at you? Hmmm?"
"Because, because I
let him down. He warned me and Robin no spankings," Jenn sobbed.
Bob said gently, "So,
if I don't spank you, and I just tell him what happened this morning, he won't
be mad?"
Jennifer shook her head.
"No, he'll still be mad."
"And he'll still be
disappointed. Won't he?" Bob asked her.
Jenn nodded. She continued
to cry; she was miserable.
"Tell me why you went
into the woods, Jennifer," Bob requested.
"I thought it would be
fun. I didn't think we'd get lost. I didn't realize how big they were. I'm
sorrrrrry!" she cried.
"I'm sorry, too. And
I'm sorry, but you're still getting a spanking," he said.
Jenn nodded again. "I
know."
Bob gave Jennifer the same
lecture he had with Robin. Then he pulled her to her feet, and pulled her pants
and panties right off. He laid her across his lap, and began to spank,
alternating cheeks as he did. While he spanked, he gave a similar lecture, as
he had with her sister.
Eventually Bob knew
Jennifer had enough. Her bottom matched the color of Robin's. He pulled her to
her feet and hugged her close. "I love you, baby," Bob told her,
using the nickname Charlie had for her.
"I love you, too,
Uncle Bob," Jenn said through her tears.
Bob put a pair of pantsies
on Jennifer and laid her back down on the bed for a nap. Then he went out to
the kitchen for a cold drink. He was exhausted, and the day had barely begun.
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All three girls were up
dressed and ready when Nana and Grampsie got there. They were determined to be
on their best behavior. Bob noticed that Maggie still hung back when they came
in, and sighed. He knew he needed to have patience with her, and her feelings
towards his parents. He wished her experience with her other grandmother had
not been so negative, and knew she was just a normal child, reacting from the
depth of her experiences.
The twins ran and hugged
Nana and Grampsie, and then Maggie approached slowly. She knew that her daddy
had said they weren't mad at her anymore, but she still wasn't sure.
Nana gave each of the girls
a bag to open, and they were surprised since they had just gotten Chanukah
presents. Opening them, each saw a knitted pair of mittens in different colors.
"Wow, Nana,
thanks!" they all exclaimed.
Maggie looked at hers in
awe. No one had ever knitted her something before. A slow smile came over her
face, and she wondered how Nana had known that hunter green was her favorite
color. She looked up and saw Nana looking at her, and went and threw her arms
around her neck, and whispered her thanks into her ear.
Very shyly Maggie asked,
"But Nana? How did you know that hunter green was my favorite color?"
"A little birdie told
me," she said.
"Ohh," Maggie
giggled at that, realizing who the birdie was. "It was nice of you to find
that out, Nana, thank you."
Nana realized just how much
love this little girl had been missing in her life. The twins, getting these
kinds of gifts regularly, were off into something else, as Maggie held them up
to her face, with a look of awe.
Lunch was uneventful, and
afterwards they all went to Fortunoff's to shop for a few things. The girls got
bored really quickly looking at household stuff, and almost wandered away,
until they remembered that they were trying to be good.
Back at the house, Heather
made hot chocolate for everyone, and served some lemon cake Bob had gotten at
the store that morning. Grampsie had another surprise for them; he had rented
Pocahontas and the girls screeched and went to watch it.
Heather laughed, and said,
"You know, no matter how many times they see that, they still cry. Well, I
guess I do, too."
The adults knew when the
movie was over, because they heard the twins squabbling, and Bob went in to
find out what the problem was.
"What is all this
noise, young ladies?" he asked them in a stern voice.
Robin told him that Jenn
was wiggling on the couch, and that she told her to go to the bathroom, but
Jenn wasn't listening.
"I see," Bob
said.
"Well," Jenn told
him, "SHE is not my boss, is she Uncle Bob?"
"No pet, she isn't,
BUT, there is NO NEED FOR AN ACCIDENT, is there?" Bob asked her.
"No sir."
"Okay then, go to the
bathroom, and stop being stubborn." With that, he gave her a pat on her
bottom to send her on her way.
When she left, he turned to
Robin and told her, "I understand you were trying to help, but don't
embarrass or tease her, okay?"
Robin hung her head,
because she knew she had been. Bob realized it, too, but decided not to make an
issue out of it. Maggie remained very silent, not wanting to get into the
middle of a twin scene.
Soon it was time for Nana
and Grampsie to head home. The twins hugged and kissed them and said they would
see them soon. This time, Maggie gave Nana a great big hug, and said, "I
love you. Thanks again for the mittens. I can't wait to wear them to school
tomorrow."
Bob smiled. He knew all was
right with the world. Well, at least between his parents and Maggie.
After they left, and by the
time baths and clean up was finished, it was bedtime. Bob and Heather put the
girls to bed. In less than fifteen minutes all three were sleeping soundly, and
Bob closed the door for the night, leaving the nightlight on in case any of
them had to get up.
Walking back to the kitchen,
he hugged Heather from behind and started nuzzling her neck. Heather thought
she was off the hook, that Bob had forgotten the morning's incident and she
unconsciously sighed.
"Things went well with
the folks, didn't they?" Bob asked her. "Maggie sure did bond with my
mother today."
"Yes, I noticed that,
too. I was glad. The girls were very well behaved. I guess they would have been
after this morning," Heather replied.
Bob agreed. "Yes,
those girls were well behaved because they learned their lesson. Now my love, I
think it's time for someone else to learn hers."
Turning in his arms,
Heather said, "Bob, sweetheart, I know what I did this morning wasn't
right, but I didn't do it deliberately, hon."
Taking her hand in his, he
told her in a voice she could NOT disobey, "We will finish this in our
room!"
Once in the bedroom, Bob
sat on the bed, and held Heather between his legs as he would the girls.
"Now, tell me, did you
honestly think it was a good idea to let the girls go outside without an adult?"
he asked.
"Noo, I don't,"
admitted Heather.
"Okay. Did I ask you
to get up this morning when I left?" Bob asked.
"Well, yes, you did.
But I haven't been feeling well lately, and I was just sooo tired, I couldn't
seem to get moving this morning," she explained.
Bob nodded. "Hmmm, I
see. Is THAT your excuse, for carelessness, not being a responsible adult, and
LOSING OUR NIECES? Is that what you would tell Charlie and Lisa when they got
back and we had lost them?"
Hanging her head, Heather realized
just how much trouble she was in.
"Of all the
irresponsible, backsliding things you have said to me, that takes the cake,
young lady," Bob told her.
Knowing how much she had
disappointed him, Heather burst into tears.
Bob frowned. "Don't
bother with those, young lady. You had better save them for a bit."
"Bob, I hate
disappointing you, I really, really do," Heather tried.
"Then try growing up a
bit, Heather. You are the adult here," Bob stated.
"I know Bob, I know.
Really! Please don't spank me!" Heather pleaded. Then she asked,
"What if the girls wake up and hear you?"
But Bob shook his head. He
wasn't going to let her talk him out of this. "I doubt they will for one
thing. They were pretty exhausted from the day. Besides, I turned on the TV, so
if they do get up, that's what they will hear. Now, over my lap, young lady,
NOW!" Bob commanded.
Heather almost dove over
his knee, glad that the lecturing was over. She didn't want to have to look him
in the eye another minute. Bob didn't start with a warm up, but spanked all on
one cheek, and then down her thighs, then went to the other cheek so that it
would hurt more, and get to the point faster.
Heather grabbed a pillow to
muffle her screeching, but couldn't help wiggling all over Bob's lap, hoping
for some relief from the terrible sting. Over his knee, she wondered if LISA
ever got spanked by Charlie.
Soon she had no thoughts of
anything but how much this spanking hurt. Finally, limp over his knee, Bob
realized she had had enough. Pulling her up in his arms, he let her sob on his
shoulder, until she got calmer.
Very gently he said to her,
"Soo, are you EVER going to let that happen again?"
"No sir, I
promise," Heather said, and she meant it.
"Okay, then you are
forgiven, my love, and we will not talk of this again. Okay?"
Heather threw her arms back
over his neck and hugged him as hard as she could. Bob comforted and patted her
and rubbed her bottom. Then he began to kiss her, and soon they were entangled
in each other's arms, and rolling back onto the bed.
That night, Heather slept
on her tummy, with Bob's arm securely over her back.
to be
continued...