Robin's Camp I

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This story is fictitious. Any resemblance to living or dead, is purely a coincidence. This story involves the spanking of young children. It is only a story. The author in no way encourages the spanking of young children. Enjoy the story. I would love any feedback. Please send any comments to: [email protected]

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It was late spring, approaching summer. Robin was trying to get her summer planned out by applying for a summer job. She was hoping to work at this camp not too far from her house. Her parents had promised her that as soon as she was old enough, she could get a job as a C.I.T (Counselor in Training). But when she went to the camp, the director told her that she could work as a CIT at the age of 13, but she would have to pay them one hundred dollars for the summer. He told her the next summer when she worked, she would be paid one hundred dollars for the summer. Robin was disappointed. On one hand, she loved kids and wanted so desperately to work in the camp. On the other hand, she couldn't imagine having to pay to work there. The whole idea was to get paid for her first real job.

"Forget it, I won't do it," Robin insisted.

"But honey, you wanted to work there so badly," Lisa reasoned.

"Mommy, I'm not going to pay the camp so I can work. Forget it, I'll find something else. The whole idea is to get some extra spending money," Robin said.

The next day at school, Robin told her friends what happened when she went to the camp.

"That sucks," Debbie said.

"Yeah, I know, oh, what am I gonna do? I want to work with kids so much!" Robin whined.

Karen said, "Me, too. I was going to join you at the camp. I guess I'll be a mother's helper like my mom suggested."

Robin said, "Yeah, I guess me, too, but I want more responsibility. I don't want to just be with a kid while the mother is there, I want to babysit and be in charge. Also, I would get more money, then."

Debbie suggested, "Why don't you make a babysitter's club like in that book?"

Karen said, "Yeah, right! Like we could pull that off!"

"Hey, why not? We could do it!" Robin got enthusiastic; she loved the idea.

"Would you do it with us, Deb?" she asked.

Debbie said, "Oh, Robin, you know I don't like little kids, like you do. Besides, this summer, I have to help my father paint houses. He's counting on me, Sorry!"

"Okay, well, there's me, you-Karen, and we'll find a couple other girls, and I can get Jennifer." The wheels in Robin's head were already turning.

Debbie said, "Hold on. Somehow I can't picture Jennifer babysitting a bunch of snotty-nosed kids. You'd better count her out, too."

"Hmmm, we'll see," Robin thought.

Later, when Robin met up with Jennifer at the flagpole, she couldn't wait to tell Jennifer her summer idea. But when she saw Jennifer's face, she decided to wait.

"Jenn, what's wrong? Have you been crying?" Robin asked.

"Yeah, I'm in big trouble!" Jenn cried.

"What happened?" Robin asked.

Jennifer showed Robin a piece of paper, "I failed my Spanish test. Mommy and Daddy are gonna kill me!"

Robin looked at the test. Jennifer had got a lot of it wrong.

"Well, did you study?" asked Robin.

"NO, that's why I'm gonna be in trouble. I didn't know about the test. It was today, and she already marked the papers and returned them. Wasn't that nice?" Jenn asked sarcastically.

Robin said, "Well, Mommy and Daddy are gonna want to know why you didn't know about the test, so try it out on me, and tell me the whole story."

Jennifer said,"Well, on Friday, I don't know why, I just didn't feel like going to class, so I cut."

"You cut? What, are you crazy? Why would you cut class? Oh, Jennifer, this is really bad," Robin stated.

"I know, Robin, you don't think I don't know that? That was the stupidest thing to do. And then I didn't even call anyone to find out what I missed! That was my second mistake. So I walked in today totally blind and we had this big test. And I know if I had studied, I would have done pretty well." Jennifer continued to cry.

The girls had been walking home while having this conversation. Now they were almost to their house.

"What am I gonna do, Robin? I have to walk in that door, and show Mommy and Daddy this test, because I have to get it signed. Then I have to explain why I failed. What do you think? Should I tell them that I tried my best, but it was just too hard?" Jenn asked.

They were standing in the driveway, now.

"Jenn, I don't think you should lie. It'll only get you in more trouble, you know that. Besides, if you tell them you did the best you could, they'll want to get you a Spanish tutor, and believe me, having a tutor is no picnic. And also, you know that eventually, you'll feel guilty for lying, you'll tell the truth, and you'll be in double trouble. So just tell the truth now. The punishment will be bad, but then you'll be over it," Robin advised.

"I know you're right, Robin, but I don't want to do it," Jenn said. "Oh, well, here goes nothing."

The girls walked into the house. Robin said hello to her parents. Her dad was off today, otherwise he wouldn't have been home until later. She wanted to tell them all about her plan, but what with Jennifer's test, she knew that now was not a good time. She would wait. She grabbed a snack and went upstairs.

Jennifer walked into the living room where her parents were sitting.

"Hi, Mommy, Daddy, uh, I need you to sign this test," Jennifer said slowly.

Charlie looked up at Jenn with a questioning look. "What is it, Jennifer?"

Jenn felt very frightened, but decided that the truth was her best plan. "Umm, Daddy, Mommy," Jenn paused, looked at the floor, and scuffed her foot on the carpet not able to go on.

"Come on, Jenn," Charlie said, "it can't be that bad, can it?"

"Yes, Sir, it really can," Jenn replied. "Um, I cut Spanish class on Friday, so I didn't know that we were going to have a test today, so I didn't study, and I failed it."

Jenn talked so fast that her words almost slurred together.

Charlie sighed. "Jennifer, look at me, young lady!"

Jenn quickly looked up as she heard the stern note in her father's voice. He continued, "First of all, I am very disappointed in you. You know that cutting class is wrong. Have you done this before, Young Lady?"

"Yes, Daddy," Jenn replied, knowing better than to lie.

"And, how long has THIS BEEN GOING ON?" Her father's voice was getting louder by the moment.

Jenn started to shake, knowing that this was not going to be easy. "I don't know, Sir," Jennifer said tentatively.

"You What?" her father bellowed at her. "You had best begin to explain, young lady!"

"Well," Jenn began, "I just get bored in class sometimes and I, I, I . . ." She just couldn't go on, and began to cry.

"Let me get this straight. You get BORED?"

"Yes, Daddy, I do, I'm sorry," Jennifer said quietly.

Lisa suddenly interrupted and said, "Jenn, you usually get straight A's, so I am going to believe you."

Charlie looked at his wife in amazement. She said, "Sometimes, Charlie, we have to listen to the girls, not just get angry. That doesn't mean, Jenn, that you are in any way to take that to mean I agree with what you did. You will definitely be punished. But sweetheart, why haven't you told us this?"

"I don't know, Mom. I thought you would think I was bragging or something. I don't know why I didn't just tell you," Jenn said.

Lisa continued, "Charlie, her test scores are way above average, and her grades are excellent. I think that maybe we were wrong to put her in regular classes. I think we need to move her up to Honors classes, so that she will be more challenged."

Charlie relented a little, "You might be right, but that doesn't mitigate what she has done."

Lisa said, "I know that. They are two separate issues, but I also think we need to consider the validity of what she is telling us as well."

Jenn was so confused at this point she didn't know what to think. Her dad sure looked a lot less angry, and her mother was actually taking her side.

Lisa turned to Jennifer. "Jenn, tomorrow we are going to call the school and speak to the counselor, okay? If they won't move you now, they will at the end of the semester. And the work in Honors classes will keep you challenged, I promise you that."

Jenn wasn't worried that she could keep up; a lot of her friends were in Honors classes, and they got to do really cool assignments. She smiled at her mom and said, "Thank you."

"Now, young lady, that does not get you off the hook," her mom said.

"Yes, Ma'am," Jenn replied. "I know what I did was wrong, and I know that Daddy is going to punish me, but I am soooo relieved that you understand."

Charlie said, "Let's go into the bedroom."

Jennifer followed her father into her parents' bedroom.

"Come here, Jenn," he said.

"Yes, sir," Jenn said.

Reluctantly, Jenn moved over to her father, where he quickly pulled down her pants and panties, and swiftly pulled her across his knees. He spanked hard and fast, and Jenn was soon crying in pain.

He paused, and asked her, "Jenn, you realize that what you did by cutting classes was wrong, don't you?"

"Yes, Daddy," Jenn replied through her tears.

Charlie continued, "And, SWAT, you SWAT, won't SWAT, do SWAT, it SWAT, again SWAT SWAT, will you SWAT SWAT SWAT?"

"OUCHHHHH, No, Sir, I won't, I promise."

Charlie quickly put her on her feet, and held her close. He spoke softly, "You know what you did was wrong, Jenn, but you should also know by now, young lady, that you need to tell your mother and I about these things. You really could save yourself a lot of trouble that way."

"Yes, Daddy, you're right!" she answered, while her head was buried on his shoulder.

Charlie patted her back and pulled up her pants and panties. Jenn knew that her punishment could have been a lot worse and was relieved that it wasn't, until her dad said, "Jennifer, you are also grounded for two weeks, no phone, no TV, no friends over, understood?"

Jennifer knew better than to argue. "Yes, Sir," Jenn sighed. So much for thinking she had gotten off lightly.

"Now go up to your room until dinnertime," her father said.

Jenn ran quickly up to her room where Robin was doing her homework. Robin looked up and saw that Jenn wasn't crying as hard as she figured she would be.

"You okay, Jenn?"

"Yeah. Daddy wasn't as hard on me as I thought he would be, but I am also grounded for two weeks. Damnnnnn, I had plans," Jennifer said while rubbing her sore bottom.

"How rotten is their mood, Jenn?" Robin asked.

"I think they are okay, why?" Jennifer asked her sister. "Did you get in trouble, too?"

"No, nothing like that. I just wanted to run an idea by them," Robin replied. She filled Jenn in on her babysitter's club idea.

Jenn said, "Count me out, please. I don't like taking care of kids. Besides I can think of ten better ways I can spend my summer. But good luck with Mommy and Daddy. They almost still think WE need babysitters."

"Hmmm, I better give this some thought before I approach them," Robin said, "Thanks for the advice. And I'm glad they were easy on you."

"Well, it wasn't that easy," Jennifer chuckled as she rubbed her sore bottom.

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