Best Friends -- A Twin Story (M/fff, F/ff)
by SamPast
Copyright © 1999

This story was originally written as a continuation from "Jennifer's Decision", which was not originally posted (but has been since). Did that make sense?

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Ever since they found out they were both bedwetters, Jennifer
and Betsy had become the best of friends. It had all started out
with being invited to Amy's slumber party. Neither girl wanted to
go to the party. When they figured out why, they became
inseparable. Now, one would either find Betsy at Jennifer's house,
or Jennifer at Betsy's house. The Clementes were beginning to
think they had triplets instead of twins, and the Tylers were
beginning to think that they had twins.

It was a Saturday in April, several weeks after Amy's party.
It was also several months after moving into the new house.
Jennifer had Betsy over for about the millionth time since they had
joined at the hip. The girls were up in Robin and Jennifer's room.

"But that's not fair, Jennifer!" Robin shouted.

"I don't care if you don't think it's fair, Robin, but I have
a friend over and we want to play by ourselves," Jennifer said.

"It's okay, she can play," Betsy said.

"No, she can't. I don't want her to. When she has her
friends over, she never wants me to play, so now it's her turn to
sit out," Jennifer reasoned.

Robin said, "Yeah, but I'm friends with Betsy, too. You're
not friends with my friends."

Jennifer said, "I don't care! You're not playing with us.
Now leave us alone!"

"Fine, but I'm telling!" Robin shouted.

Robin went downstairs. She went into the living room where
her parents were sitting. Her mom, Lisa was seven months pregnant
with her first child, and the doctor told her to rest as often as
she could. Her father, Charlie, was sitting in his chair, reading
the newspaper. Robin heaved herself down in front of her parents,
pouting.

"Hi, honey, what's the matter?" Charlie asked.

"Jennifer won't let me play with her and Betsy. It's not
fair!" Robin whined.

Charlie looked at Lisa. "But Robin, didn't you tell Jennifer
the other day that she couldn't play with you and Danielle?"

"Yeah, but that was different," Robin said.

"How was it different?" Lisa asked.

"Because Jennifer's not friends with Danielle, but I'm
friends with Betsy. At least we're friends at school!" Robin
protested.

"Well, I think it's the same thing. Come on, there must be
something else you can do," Charlie said.

"There isn't, Daddy, I'm bored," Robin cried.

"Why don't you go color a picture? You can watch tv while
you color," Lisa said.

"All right, fine," Robin said as she walked out of the room,
"but I'm not gonna have any fun."

Both Charlie and Lisa chuckled as soon as Robin was out of
earshot.

Meanwhile upstairs, Betsy and Jennifer were in the playroom.

"Hey, Jennifer, what's in those doors? You never showed me,"
Betsy said.

"Oh, those are just storage closets. We're not allowed to go
in them," Jennifer said.

"Come on, what's in them? I want to see," Betsy said.

Jennifer said, "No, I'm not allowed. Last time I went in, I
got punished. Robin and I found this really cool treasure chest.
It was filled with all these beautiful clothes, but they weren't
really ours and Robin and I got into a lot of trouble."

"Well, let's just see. Maybe there's something new in there
that's cool. Come on, let's go," Betsy said, opening one of the
closet doors, dragging Jennifer in with her.

"See, I told you it would be cool. Look at all this neat
stuff!" Betsy said.

Jennifer was feeling uneasy, with good reason. She should
have stuck to her first instinct, because wouldn't you know it, not
five minutes later, Charlie came up to check on the girls.

"WHAT ARE YOU TWO DOING IN HERE? COME OUT HERE RIGHT NOW!"
Charlie's deep voice boomed. The girls were scared.

"I'm sorry, Daddy, I told her," Jennifer said crying.

"Let's go, you're in a lot of trouble," Charlie said.

The girls followed Charlie into Robin and Jennifer's bedroom.
He sat them on the edge of the bed. He pulled Robin's desk chair
into the middle of the room and sat facing the girls.

"Okay, tell me what happened," Charlie said, trying to stay
calm.

Jennifer spoke first. "Betsy asked me what was behind the
doors and I told her they were closets but we weren't allowed in
and she wanted to see anyway so she went in and she pulled me in
too and I told her Robin and I got in trouble but. . ."

Charlie cut her off. He had heard enough of her run-on
statement.

"So, even though you knew not to go in, you did it anyway,
Jennifer?" Charlie asked sternly.

Jennifer cried, "Yes, sir."

Betsy spoke up finally, "It was my fault, Mr. Clemente, I
made Jennifer show me what was inside the closets. I'm sorry, I
guess I was just curious."

Charlie said, "Well, you know what happened to the cat, don't
you?" When Betsy shook her head no, Charlie continued, "It's an
expression: Curiosity killed the cat. That means, you don't do
something that you know is wrong, even if you're curious about it,
because it might get you into trouble. So, Jennifer told you that
she wasn't allowed in there, but you convinced her to do it anyway,
Betsy?"

Betsy started to cry, "Yes, sir, I'm sorry!"

"I'm sorry, too. I'm afraid you'll both have to be
punished," Charlie said sadly.

"Daddy, you can't punish Betsy, she's not your daughter!"
Jennifer said.

"When Betsy is in my house, she must follow my rules. Come
here, Betsy!" Charlie said.

Betsy went and stood in front of Charlie. He bent her over
his leg and applied ten swift smacks to her bottom. Then he pulled
her up. She was crying. He told her to lay on Robin's bed.

Then he motioned to Jennifer to come over to him.

"You've been punished for this before, little girl, what do
you have to say for yourself?" Charlie asked sternly.

"I-I-I'm sorry, Daddy!" Jennifer sobbed.

"Not as sorry as you're going to be. Since you've already
been spanked for the same thing, you're going to get an even harder
spanking. Maybe next time, you won't go in those closets," Charlie
said.

Jennifer answered, "There won't be a next time. I promise,
Daddy. I learned my lesson. Ouch!"

Charlie had begun spanking Jennifer. While she was talking,
Charlie had pulled her pants and panties down and laid her over his
lap. Spank after spank landed on Jennifer's bottom. By the time
he was through, Jennifer was hysterical. Then Charlie stood her up
and walked her over to her bed. She had stepped out of her pants.
He laid her on the bed and gently put her pantsies on her.

Jennifer cried into her pillow. "You lay here and cry it
out. You'll probably fall asleep. I'll see you in a little while.
I love you," Charlie said as he kissed Jennifer on the cheek. Then
he walked back over to where Betsy lay crying.

"Do you want to take a nap, too?" he asked Betsy. She
nodded. So Charlie pulled off her pants and panties and laid
pantsies under her, too. It helped that they were about the same
size.

Charlie went back downstairs. Lisa asked, "Is everything
okay, honey?"

Robin came into the room. Charlie looked at his daughter,
"Well, Robin, it's a good thing you didn't play with Jennifer and
Betsy after all, because they just both got spankings."

"You spanked Betsy, too?" Robin asked.

"Yes, I did," Charlie answered.

"Why, honey? What'd they do?" Lisa asked.

Charlie said, "I caught them in the big hall closets.
Jennifer had told Betsy that she wasn't allowed in there, but Betsy
convinced Jennifer to go in, anyway, so now they were both
punished."

Lisa nodded her head, "I agree, but maybe Susan and Bill
won't."

"Hmmm, well, let me call them right now and tell them. I'm
sure once they hear my explanation, they'll agree, also," Charlie
said as he reached for the phone.

Susan Tyler answered on the second ring. After Charlie
filled her in, she was shocked at what her daughter had done.

"Oh, don't worry, Charlie. I agree with you totally. I'm
just sorry you didn't bare her bottom because that's actually what
she needs," Susan said.

Charlie said, "I think what we need to do is make up some
ground rules for the girls. I mean, I see Betsy now as much as I
see my own girls, and I'm sure you can say the same thing about
Jennifer. They should know that they need to follow the rules of
whatever grown-up is in charge of them at the time."

"You're definitely right. Bill and I agree with you
wholeheartedly. I expect you to punish Betsy if she misbehaves at
your house," Susan said.

"And I hope you would discipline Jennifer if she needed it at
your house," Charlie added.

"Well, when I come to get Betsy later, I'll bring Bill with
me, and the six of us can sit down and discuss this," Susan said.

"I have a better idea. Why don't you and Bill join Lisa and
the girls and I for dinner. It's been so nice lately; I've been
wanting to break out the grill," Charlie suggested.

"Oh, we'd love to. Thank you. We'll see you later!" Susan
and Charlie discussed the time and what the Tylers should bring
before hanging up.

After putting down the phone, Charlie noticed Lisa was making
a face.

"What? What's the matter?" Charlie asked concerned.

"Nothing, I just wish you would have checked with me before
you added two more people to our dinner," Lisa said jokingly, "but
I know it doesn't matter, because I'm not cooking, and you'll go
out to do the food shopping right now."

"Oh, of course," Charlie said. "C'mon, Robin, you can come
with me to the store to get some groceries for dinner."

"Oh, honey, you're in luck, Robin's a great helper when it
comes to food shopping," Lisa said with a smile.

Robin and Charlie walked into Foodtown and Charlie said hello
to a million people. Robin only knew a few of the people that were
working there.

The lady at the courtesy desk said, "Hi, Robin."

"Hey, how'd you know my name?" Robin asked.

Charlie said, "Robin, you remember Trisha? She was here when
you came to work with me a few months ago."

"Oh, yeah, I remember now, Hi!" Robin said. "But how did
you know it was me and not my sister?" Robin asked as her father
left to get a shopping cart.

Trisha was confused. "What do you mean? I just remember
meeting you when you were here with your father."

"But I have a twin sister, Jennifer," Robin said.

"Oh, you do? I didn't know that," Trish said.

"Yeah, we look exactly alike," Robin said.

As Charlie came back with the cart, Trish said, "So, there's
two of them?"

Charlie laughed and said, "Yeah, sometimes it feels like more
than two. Come on, Robin, I want this to be short shopping trip.
If I stay here too long, people will think I'm working and find
stuff for me to do. See ya later, Trish."

Charlie was amazed at how much of a help Robin was, just like
Lisa said. He told her what to get and she went and found it and
put it in the cart. When they were in the produce aisle, Robin
asked, "Daddy, can we get grapes?"

"Okay, put them in the bag, and we'll get them. But hurry
up, we don't have too much more to get, and I want to get out of
here," Charlie answered.

"Can we get bananas, too?" Robin asked.

"Okay, Robin, but that's it, let's just stick to the list,
c'mon," her father said a little impatiently.

In the next aisle, Robin asked her father if she could get
some new fruit snacks that just came out.

"No, Robin, I told you, we're sticking to the list," Charlie
said. He was getting annoyed.

"Please, Daddy, they're supposed to be really good. I wanted
to try them," Robin whined.

Charlie grabbed the fruit snacks from Robin's hand and placed
them back on the shelf. "I said, no, Robin, now let's go!" As he
said that, he grabbed Robin's wrist and pulled her out of the
aisle.

She tried the same thing in the next two aisles.

"Robin, I told you to knock it off! We're only getting
what's on the list, now stop it right now! If you pull one more
thing like this, you will be very sorry! We're almost done, and
then we're going home!" Charlie warned. He was getting very
angry.

But Robin didn't listen. In the next aisle, she tried one
more thing. It wasn't even candy or chips or anything. Her father
would hear none of it.

"But, Daddy, it's this new spaghetti. It's shaped like . .
." Charlie cut her off. He lifted her up, smacked her once on the
rear and dropped her into the cart.

"Daddy, NO! I'm not a baby!" Robin shouted.

"Well, you're acting like a little girl. Now you'll be
treated like one," Charlie said.

Robin started to cry. She didn't know what possessed her to
act out like that. Usually, she was very well behaved in the
supermarket with her mother, and she really was a big help. Maybe
because her mother didn't let her get anything, and since her
father worked here, she was going to try to get stuff that she
wanted. But now her father had put her into the shopping cart like
a little baby.

She was embarrassed, because people in the store were looking
at her. Here she was, nine years old, and sitting in the shopping
cart, like a baby. Well, not like a baby, because a baby would be
on the top part with the space to put your legs, and she was
definitely too big for that!

Robin continued to cry. "Please, Daddy, let me out, I'll be
good, please!"

"Robin, that's enough! We're leaving in two minutes! I'll
be right back, I have to go into the office for one minute. Behave
yourself!" her father said and disappeared into the bookkeeper's
office.

Robin sat there crying. She was completely humiliated. She
just hoped she didn't run into anyone she knew. Okay, good, here
came her father, she could get out.

But Charlie said, "No, not 'til we're out of the store. You
will just stay right where you are, young lady. And I'm afraid,
you will be punished when we get home. I can't believe the way you
acted in the store. Especially after your mother told me what a
good helper you are!"

On the way home, Robin sobbed quietly. She knew she was in
trouble with her father and would get a spanking, but she also knew
he would tell her mother what she had done. And that was worse!
Robin knew that her mother expected her to be a good little helper.
And she had been, especially since Lisa had become pregnant. Robin
tried to help out as much as she could.

When they pulled up in the driveway, Charlie said, "Okay,
let's go. You can bring one bag into the kitchen, but then I want
you to wait for me in my bedroom."

Robin didn't move.

"Robin, let's go!" her father's voice boomed. But Robin
still did not move. Charlie just shook his head and carried some
groceries into the house.

Lisa said, "Hi, honey! Where's Robin? Was she a big help?
She can be such an angel sometimes."

"Well, our little angel misbehaved on the shopping trip, and
now she won't get out of the car!" Charlie said.

"What? Robin misbehaved? I can't believe it. Well, I'll
get her out of the car," Lisa said as she went outside.

She waddled down the driveway. It was getting hard to walk
now, this far into her pregnancy. She tried Robin's door handle,
but it was locked.

"Robin, open this door, right now," Lisa warned.

Robin didn't budge. "I said, now!" Lisa shouted.

Robin opened the lock. Lisa pulled open the door and leaned
in and said, "Robin, I cannot believe you misbehaved for Daddy in
the store! Now let's go, you're going to be punished!"

"No!" Robin shouted. She crossed her arms over her chest and
refused to get out of the car.

"I am seven and a half months pregnant, I don't want to do
this, but if I have to physically carry you from here into the
house, you will be very sorry. For when you get to our bedroom,
there will be a hairbrush waiting with your name on it. Do you get
my picture?" Lisa was now screaming. Robin, too scared not to go,
got up quickly and ran into the house. Lisa, satisfied, slapped
her hands, slammed the car door and went back into the house.

She walked into the kitchen, where Charlie was putting the
groceries away. "Robin is now in our bedroom, waiting for you,"
Lisa said.

"I won't ask you how you did that," Charlie laughed.

"You don't want to know," Lisa laughed, too.

"Well, I'm not ready to deal with her, yet, I'm too angry.
Where are our other children, now?" Charlie asked.

"Children? Oh, you mean, Betsy, too. Well, Betsy is in the
den, watching tv and coloring. She's making name place cards for
dinner tonight. Jennifer's still sleeping. I was just about to go
wake her," Lisa added.

"I'll go, I need a distraction," Charlie said.

Jennifer woke up as her father knocked on the bedroom door.

"Come in," Jenn said sleepily.

"Wow! That was some nap you took, sweetheart. Time to get up
now. Betsy's parents are coming for dinner in little while, and we
all have to talk," Charlie said.

As they talked, Charlie changed Jennifer out of her wet
pantsies. Jennifer was surprised that Mr. and Mrs. Tyler were
coming for dinner, but she was pleased. It meant that Betsy would
be staying a little longer.

Jennifer went downstairs with her father. While she went to
find Betsy, Charlie went to deal with Robin. He walked into his
bedroom, and saw Robin sitting on the big bed. She had her arms
crossed over her chest and she was pouting.

Charlie sat in the big red chair and motioned for Robin to
join him. She sat carefully on his lap. Charlie turned her around
so that she was facing him.

"Well, young lady, what do you have to say for yourself?"
Charlie asked Robin.

"I don't know, Daddy, why I acted like that, I'm sorry!"
Robin said quietly.

"Oh, but you must have some idea. Mommy told me what a good
little helper you usually are. But that's not what you showed me!"
Charlie said.

"It's hard, sometimes, to do what's right. Sometimes I get
tired of doing the right thing, of being the good girl," Robin
said.

"What do you mean, Robin?" her father asked.

"I've been trying to help Mommy, since she's been pregnant,
but then I help too much, and I don't get to have any fun. I guess
since I was with you, I tried, but I went too far. I'm sorry,
Daddy!" Robin started to cry.

Charlie pulled Robin close and hugged her. "Well, honey, we
can't expect you to be the good helper all the time. You're just a
little girl."

"Are you still mad at me?" Robin asked.

"No, I'm not mad at you. I am disappointed in the way you
acted in the supermarket, though, and you will still be punished,"
Charlie said gently. "Do you understand why, Robin?"

"Yes, sir, I carried on like a little girl even after you
told me not to. I won't do it again," Robin said matter-of-factly.

"I know you won't. Okay, let's go, we want to get this over
with, so we can start getting ready for our company," Charlie said
as he lifted Robin up.

He put her on the floor in front of him, and in one swift
motion, pulled down her pants and panties, and pulled her over his
lap. He started to spank her bottom. First one cheek, then the
other, over and over, until it turned pink, then red. Robin was
hysterically crying by the time Charlie stopped spanking.

Her father set her on her feet again, and slowly lifted her
panties and pants. It hurt going over her sore bottom. Then
Charlie took out his handkerchief and wiped Robin's tears from her
face.

"There, there, it's okay, it's all over now. C'mere,"
Charlie said as he gathered Robin into his lap. He positioned her
so that her head rested on his shoulder, and her bottom was
sticking out. He knew she would not want to sit just yet. Robin
cried into her father's shoulder until the tears would come no
more.







After dinner, Susan and Bill and Charlie and Lisa sat down
with the three girls to explain the new rules.

"You mean, if I'm bad at Betsy's house, Mrs. Tyler will spank
me?" Jennifer asked incredulously.

"Or Mr. Tyler," Charlie added.

"And like today, if I misbehave you or Mrs. Clemente will
spank me?" Betsy asked.

"That's right, Betsy," Charlie said, "but next time it will
be on your bare bottom. We all think that a spanking on a bare
bottom really 'hits' the message home."

All the adults chuckled at Charlie's little joke. The girls
on the other hand, did not think it so funny.

Robin said, "Well, why am I here? This doesn't really apply
to me."

Charlie said, "We just wanted to include you. Also, you
should know what's going on."

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Jennifer and Betsy managed not to be spanked by each other's
parents for quite some time. They had seen each other spanked by
their own parent but not the other way around. Until one day in
June. Jennifer was over at Betsy's house. It was a beautiful
summer day. School was almost over. It was a Saturday afternoon,
and the girls were playing in Betsy's backyard.

"I'm bored. What else can we do?" Jenn whined.

Betsy looked around. "Hey, why don't we collect those little
pill bugs?"

"Pill bugs? What are pill bugs?" Jenn asked.

"C'mere, I'll show you," Betsy said, as she went over to a
rock and lifted it up. Under the rock, were these little grey bugs
that curled up into a ball.

"Oh, you mean water beetles!" Jenn shouted. "I love those
things. They're so cool! But what are we gonna do with them once
we've collected them?"

Betsy shrugged her shoulders. "I dunno. We'll think of
something. C'mon, let's go get a jar!"

The two girls ran inside the house. They were looking all
over the kitchen when Betsy's mother came into the room.

"What're you two looking for? Why aren't you outside? It's
beautiful out," she said.

"Mom, can we have a jar? We want to collect those little
grey pill bugs," Betsy asked.

"Oh, you mean the little armadillo bugs?" Mrs. Tyler asked.

"Yeah," we both said. Those bugs seemed to have several
names.

Mrs. Tyler got a jar from the top of the cupboard. "Here you
go. Um, let's keep those outside, though, okay?"

"Of course, Mom," Betsy said.

"You know, when I was little, we called them doodle-bugs,"
Mrs. Tyler laughed.

"Doodle-bugs?" they both said. Then the girls started to
laugh, too.

Jennifer and Betsy collected about twenty of the pill bugs.
It took awhile to get them out from under the rock and into the
jar.

"Now what?" Jennifer asked.

"Um, why don't we make them a house?" Betsy said.

Jenn said, "Okay, out of what?"

Betsy looked around. "I don't know. Um, oh wait! I have
something totally cool we could use under my bed. C'mon!"

Jennifer stood there holding the jar. "What about this?
Should I bring it?"

"Yeah, whatever, c'mon!" Betsy shouted excitedly.

The girls went into Betsy's room. Jennifer stood holding the
jar next to the bed.

"C'mere, Jennifer, look at this. I forgot to show you this
cool game I got!" Betsy said from under the bed.

Jennifer put the jar down on top of the bed and joined her
friend underneath.

"Cool! I can't believe you didn't show me. How does it
work? Can we play?" Jenn asked.

"Yeah, let's go. We'll take it into the den. You have to
plug it in to the tv. C'mon, it's really cool," Betsy said.

The girls grabbed the game and ran out of the room. They
forgot about the pill bugs. They didn't even notice that the jar
had fallen over and the cover slipped off.

About an hour later, when the girls were completely involved
in the game, they heard Betsy's mother shout, "Betsy! Jennifer!
COME IN HERE, PLEASE!"

The girls dropped the game and ran toward the sound of her
voice. She was in Betsy's room. The girls looked to where she was
looking. They saw the empty jar laying on Betsy's bed.

Before either one of them could speak, Mrs. Tyler said,
"Please tell me this was empty before you brought it in here!"

"Oh, no!" Jennifer shouted. Then she started looking all
over the floor.

"Oh, my god! I forgot about them. Oh No!" Betsy joined her
friend and searched the floor.

"You're kidding me!" Mrs. Tyler shouted. "Please tell me you
did not bring a jar full of those bugs into this house!"

"I'm sorry, Mom, we forgot about them!" Betsy said.

"You're going to be a whole lot sorrier in a few minutes,
young lady. I specifically told you to keep those things outside!"
Mrs. Tyler said.

Jennifer felt like she was two feet tall. Suddenly she
wished she could zap herself out of the room. She wanted to be
anywhere but where she was at that exact moment. She knew they
were in big trouble, and she also knew what was in store for them.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Tyler, it was my fault. I brought the jar
in here!" Jennifer confessed.

"Yeah, but I told you to, Jennifer, it's my fault," Betsy
said.

"Well, I'm not happy with either one of you right now," Mrs.
Tyler said. "You're both going to be punished. Betsy, what
possessed you to bring those things into the house after I asked
you not to?"

Betsy hesitated, "We were going to make a house for them. I
was going to use that maze thing that I have under the bed. And
when I went to find it, I saw the new game that Daddy bought me."

"Yeah, and I wanted to play it, so we went to the den, and we
forgot about the jar," Jennifer sobbed.

"Well, I'm afraid I'm going to be taking that game away from
you for awhile, Betsy Jean. Jennifer, why don't you go use the
bathroom? I need to talk to Betsy alone for a few minutes," Mrs.
Tyler said.

"Yes, ma'am," Jennifer said quietly and walked out of the
room.

Jennifer used the toilet and washed her hands. She didn't
know where to go next, so she just stood outside of Betsy's room
and waited until Mrs. Tyler called for her. She knew she was in
big trouble. If she were home and the same thing had happened, her
father would have spanked her already. This waiting was hard.

While waiting, she heard the muffled voices of Betsy and her
mom. Then she heard a loud slap and her friend crying. Jennifer
knew that Betsy was getting a bare bottom spanking. She also knew
that she would be getting one in a few minutes. Oh, why did her
parents and Betsy's parents have to make up those stupid rules?
Well, it didn't matter. Because even if she didn't get punished
here, Mrs. Tyler would surely tell her parents what she had done,
and she would get it when she got home. She didn't know which was
worse!

Finally, Mrs. Tyler opened the door and told Jennifer to come
back in. Jenn walked in and saw Betsy in the corner with her
panties and pants down around her ankles. Betsy turned and looked
at Jennifer when she came into the room. Betsy's face was all red
from crying, and there were still fresh tears coming from her eyes.

"I'm sorry, Jennifer!" Betsy sobbed.

"No, I'm sorry, Betsy. I should have left the jar outside!"
Jenn said.

"All right, Jennifer, come here!" Mrs. Tyler said gently.

Jennifer went and stood next to Betsy's mother. She didn't
know what to expect from this woman. She had seen Betsy get
spanked a couple of times, but it was hard to tell how hard she
hit. Now she would find out first hand.

Mrs. Tyler leaned over and pulled Jennifer's pants and
panties down to her ankles. Then she picked Jenn up and laid her
across her lap. "Okay, I'm going to start now, Jennifer," she
said.

Mrs. Tyler began slapping Jennifer hard across her bottom.
This spanking was different than her father's. She hit right in
the middle, whereas her father alternated between cheeks. Jennifer
couldn't decide which hurt more. This hurt pretty bad. Mrs. Tyler
also hit in the spot where the thighs meet the tush: the sitting
down spot. Ouch! This was gonna hurt later.

When Jennifer was close to hysterical, Mrs. Tyler stopped.
Jennifer's bottom was bright red, and she felt that Jenn had had
enough. She told Jennifer to go to the opposite corner and stand
there for ten minutes. Then she turned to Betsy and told her she
could pull her pants up.

Later, Charlie and Lisa told Jennifer she was punished and
could not watch any t.v. Thankfully, they didn't spank her again.
But Jennifer had a hard time sitting for a couple of hours, and she
never brought bugs inside a house ever again!

(The end!)