The Broken Window

Subject: The Broken Window (Twin Story M/ff)
From: sampast@aol.com
Date: 1999/07/13

The Broken Window

Regular Disclaimers apply, must I repeat them?

It was Saturday afternoon and the girls were playing outside. Charlie hadn't seen hide nor hair of them for several hours, but he knew they were close by. They knew better than to go off without permission.

Actually, they were closer than one would think. They were standing in the front yard of their house in Merrick. They hadn't lived there very long, having just moved a few months before. Their mother had had a baby and the apartment had gotten much too crowded for five people.

Robin and Jennifer were ten years old at this point. They probably knew much better than to try to throw a tennis ball over the house, but yet, that is what they were trying to do.

"It's really cool, Jenn. I saw Patrick doing it the other day," Robin explained.

"Yeah, but he's a boy, Robin. He can throw much higher than we can," said Jenn.

"Well, we could try it," Robin suggested.

"Okay," Jenn agreed.

So they threw the ball as high as they could. It didn't go right over, but after several attempts, they watched it as it disappeared over the house. They ran into the backyard and there it was.

"Coooool!" said Jennifer.

"I told you! Isn't it neat?" Robin said.

It was so neat that they threw it over, back and forth several more times. At one point, they were in the front yard, and threw the ball, but it did not go the way it was supposed to. They were about to go looking for it, when they heard the sound of breaking glass.

The twins froze.

"Wh-what was that, Robin?" Jenn asked, scared.

Robin started to cry. "I think it was a window breaking somewhere," she said. "Yeah, but where?" Jenn asked.

The girls did not know what to do. They stood there frozen for several seconds. Then Jennifer started to cry, really hard.

Robin looked over at her sister and saw the big wet spot in the front of her pants.

"Oh, Jennifer! You haven't done that in a long time!" she said. "Yeah, I know. Oh, Robin, what are we gonna do?" Jenn asked. They looked around. They knew they should go find out where the ball had gone, and which window had broken. Robin and Jenn were surprised that their dad, Charlie, had not come out to investigate yet. Maybe he hadn't heard. Or maybe it was an upstairs window. If Charlie were downstairs, and the baby was crying, or something, he wouldn't have heard.

As they began to walk around the house, they heard their neighbor, Mr. Schotz, yell, "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?"

Robin and Jennifer got to the side yard and looked up. Then they saw it. It wasn't one of their windows that had shattered, but their neighbor's window. Uh Oh! They were in really big trouble, now. Mr. Schotz was not known to be a gentle man.

All of a sudden, he appeared at the broken window, and looked down. "ROBIN! JENNIFER! IS THAT YOU? WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?"

Not only was Mr. Schotz known for his violent streak, he used a lot of curse words, too. Robin and Jennifer were surprised that he had only said 'hell' so far.

"Uh, well, we uh," Robin began to say very quietly.

"WHAT? I CAN'T HEAR YOU. SPEAK UP, CHILD! ARE YOU TWO RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS?" he said pointing to the window.

Jenn said, "Come on, Robin, let's go!" She started to run and took Robin's hand and pulled her away.

"What? Where are we going? Jenn!" Jennifer had let go of Robin's hand and was now running toward the street. Robin had no other choice but to follow her sister. She could still hear Mr. Schotz screaming when they were half a block from home.

Finally, Robin caught up to Jennifer. They were now around the corner from their house. Robin stopped to catch her breath. Jenn sat down on the stones lining the street and began to cry.

"What? What is it, Jennifer?" Robin asked, concerned. "Robin, I have a big problem. I made in my pants!" she said quietly. "Yeah, I know. I saw, remember?" Robin stated.

Jennifer shook her head. "No, I mean, the other thing," she said quietly, hanging her head.

"Oh. Really? Boy, you haven't done THAT in a REALLY long time," Robin said.

"Yeah, I know. Oh, what am I gonna do?" Jenn whined. "What are YOU gonna do? What are WE gonna do?" Robin added, "We left home without permission, and we broke Mr. Schotz's window. Daddy told us to stay away from their side of the house with our balls. He told us that Mr. Schotz had a bad temper."

"Yeah, I know. But Daddy has a bad temper, too, Robin," Jennifer said. "Not THAT bad, Jenn."

"Yeah, but if we thought he'd be okay with this, we wouldn't be running away, Right?"

"Yeah, I guess you're right. Well, what're we gonna do? We can't just sit here all day. You need to change, and well, we have to go home sometime," Robin said.

"Maybe we don't have to go home right away," Jenn said. "Why?"

"Robin, why do you think?"

"Well, where will we go? We can't just sit here!" she repeated. Jennifer got up and started walking.

"Where are you going, Jenn?" Robin asked.

"I don't know. I'm just going to start walking. Then I'll see where I end up. I need to think things through," she said.

Robin got up and joined her sister. Together they walked, not knowing where to go or what to do. In her mind, Robin was thinking that they should never have run away. They were going to pay for that later, big time. Jennifer was thinking the same thing, but not enough to turn around and go back. She knew her parents would be disappointed in her for having an accident. She hadn't had a daytime one for quite awhile, although she still wet the bed nearly every night.

After they had been walking for ten minutes, Robin looked at her sister and said, "You know where we're headed, don't you?"

"No, where?" Jenn asked.

"We're almost to the brook, which means, we're almost to Aunt Joan and Uncle Jack's house. We should just go there. You have a change of clothes there, don't you?" Robin asked.

Jenn's face brightened. "Yeah, I do. Okay, let's go there." They walked to their aunt and uncle's house. Before they went up the driveway, Jenn put her hand on Robin's arm to stop her.

"What?" Robin said, swinging around to face Jenn.

"Robin, don't tell Aunt Joan or Uncle Jack what we did, or why we're here, okay?"

"What do you think, I'm stupid? Of course not. We'll just say we were taking a walk and thought we'd drop by to visit. Okay?"

Jenn shook her head. "Yeah, okay."

They walked up the driveway and up the path, and up the two steps to the door. Robin reached up and pressed the doorbell. They waited. The front door opened and Aunt Joan's face appeared in the window. When she recognized the girls, her face lit up.

"Robin! Jennifer! What a surprise! What are you two girls doing here?" she asked, looking over their heads for signs of a car. It was a pretty far walk, so she didn't think they had walked. "Where're your parents?" "They're home!" Jenn said abruptly. "We walked here, Aunt Joan." "You walked? Oh, my! You must be tired. Come on in. I'll get you some lemonade."

The girls followed Aunt Joan into the kitchen. She poured them each a tall glass of pink lemonade, and clunked two ice cubes in each glass. "Thank you, Aunt Joan," Robin said politely.

"Thanks," Jenn echoed.

Aunt Joan and Robin sat at the counter, while Jenn remained standing. "My, you girls walked far today. What brings you here? Jennifer, why don't you take a seat?"

"I, um, well," Jenn hesitated.

Robin jumped in. "Well, Aunt Joan, we were out walking, and um, Jennifer had an accident. I told her we should come here, 'cause we know she has a change of clothes here."

As Robin was explaining, Jennifer turned away in embarrassment. Aunt Joan got up and went over to comfort Jennifer. "Oh, sweetie, oh, you must be so upset. Come along with me. I'll find you your clothes. Come on!" Jenn looked back at Robin, who shrugged her shoulders. What else was she going to say? She had to tell their aunt some of the truth. Slowly, Jennifer followed her aunt. A few minutes later, Aunt Joan reappeared in the kitchen. She told Robin, "Well, your sister's cleaning herself up. She didn't want my help!"

"No, she's pretty self-reliant, Aunt Joan. Especially when it comes to this. She gets embarrassed. You know!" Robin explained.

"Yes, well, so tell me what you two girls were up to today!" Aunt Joan said brightly.

Robin smiled to herself. Her aunt was always happy. There never seemed to be a day when she wasn't smiling about something. And she was always so sweet to them. Aunt Joan was their mother's older sister. And they were so different. Lisa always seemed mad or annoyed, while Joan was always happy. Robin wondered if they really had grown up in the same house.

"Robin?" Aunt Joan said, shaking Robin out of her reverie. "What? Oh, I'm sorry, Aunt Joan, I was just thinking of something. Anyway, what did you say?"

Aunt Joan smiled, and repeated herself, "I said, do your parents know that you are here?"

Robin's face went white. "Uh, no, ma'am," she said honestly. "Don't you think you should call and tell them, then? They might be worrying."

Jennifer came in to hear her aunt's statement. "No, it's okay, Aunt Joan. They know we're out having fun. Really, it's okay."

Robin wondered if their aunt would buy that. Even to her, it sounded really lame.

"Well, I don't know, girls. You're awfully far from home. I think I should call your mother."

"No, please don't," Robin said.

Joan stood there, not knowing what to do. She knew she really should call her sister and brother-in-law and let them know the girls were all right, but they looked so scared. She wondered what had happened.

Just then, the telephone rang.

* * *

Meanwhile, back at the ranch, (which is what Charlie liked to say, because, well, the Clemente family lived in a ranch style house,) Charlie was sitting in his favorite chair in the living room, reading the paper and relaxing. Lisa had taken baby Steven out hours ago, and the girls were still outside, so Charlie was enjoying the peace and quiet.

When the doorbell rang, Charlie looked up surprised. It had been so quiet, the noise shocked him. He stood up, folded the paper, laid it on his chair, and walked over to the front door. He pulled it open to find his neighbor. "Oh, Schotzy, how are you?"

"Hi, Charlie! Um, are the girls here?"

Charlie was surprised. He couldn't imagine what his neighbor would want with them. After all, they were too young to babysit Amanda. "They are playing out in the yard. Do you want to talk to them? I can go get them if you want." "Well, something happened. I was talking to them, and they ran off. I thought maybe they came inside."

"What?! What happened? I don't think they came in, but let's check. Robin! Jennifer! Come here!" Charlie shouted.

There was no response. Charlie invited Mr. Schotz into the living room. "Wait here, I'll go check their room." He went upstairs, checked the girls' bedroom, bathroom, and playroom. Then he checked the den, and the guest room. "No, Schotzy, they didn't come in. What were you "talking" to them about? Why would they run off? Do you know?"

Schotzy hesitated, then spoke, "Well, Charlie, apparently the girls were playing ball, and even though I've asked you to keep them away from where our property meets, they broke one of my upstairs windows. I called out to them and that's when they ran off. I guess I was kind of harsh. I probably scared them. And I do apologize about that."

"I see. I told them to stay away from that side of the house, and they know better then to throw balls at houses anyway. Those two are in trouble! And they know it! That's probably why they ran. They are probably around the neighborhood, or playing with one of their friends." Charlie thought. He was pretty angry. He turned back to his neighbor and said, "Help me look for them, please."

"Okay, I'll help you scout the area."

The two men searched the immediate area, even going so far as to check the nearby playground, which was almost to Charlie's job.

"Well, I know they wouldn't have come all the way here, not without permission. Let's head back!" Charlie said.

When they get back to the house, Schotzy followed Charlie in. Charlie began telephoning the homes of friends of the twins who lived fairly nearby. Schotzy stood by the side, not sure if Charlie wanted him to stick around or not. When Charlie put down the phone, Schotzy laid his hand on Charlie's shoulder. "Do you want me to stick around? Help you look some more?" Charlie shook his head. "Uh, no thanks."

"Okay, well, I'm going to go home. Give me a call later on, and we'll talk about the window. Good luck finding them, Charlie. I sure don't envy what you have to do," Schotzy said and winked.

"Thanks, Schotzy. I do apologize for them. Please let me know what the repair costs will be. And if you have any chores which need doing, I think I have two girls who will be doing some time at hard labor."

"Okay, Charlie, catch ya later!" Schotzy said, offering his hand. The two men shake, and he left.

Charlie sat down on the chair by the phone. "Where could they be?" he wondered aloud. "Hmmm, let me try Joan and Jack." He picked up the phone and dialed the familiar number. He waited. Joan picked up on the second ring. "Hello, Joan?"

"Hello? Charlie? Is that you?"

"Joan, have the twins called you by any chance? They have run off, and I am looking for them."

Joan looked at the twins. "Uh, yeah, uh, hold on a second." She covered the mouthpiece and turned to the girls. "It's your father on the phone. He is looking for you. I'm afraid I'll have to tell him you're here." Both girls hung their heads. They knew they would be in big trouble soon. Taking her hand off the mouthpiece, Joan said into the phone, "Yes, Charlie, they're here."

"They're there? Did they call you and ask to be picked up, or what?" "No, I believe they walked here. You want to come by and get them?" "Yes, indeed I do. They walked? We need to have quite a talk. I will be there in just a few minutes."

"Okay, I'll tell them. Bye."

"So long. See you in a few," Charlie said as he hung up the phone. After Joan put down the phone, she turned to the girls and said, "Your dad is coming to get you. I'm afraid he sounds quite angry. Do you want to tell me what you did?"

The girls filled their aunt in on what had transpired. They were sitting in the living room discussing things when Charlie appeared at the door. Joan let Charlie in, and he walked into the living room. He kissed his sister in law hello. "Robin, Jennifer, How and why did you get all the way over here, without permission I might add?"

Robin stood up to say hello to her dad. "We walked here, Daddy." "Why did you do that? That is a very long walk for you girls. And you know you were not supposed to leave the yard, let alone the neighborhood, without permission."

Before the girls could answer any of their father's questions, he added, "And what happened with Mr. Schotz's window?"

The girls were a bit surprised that he knew about that.

Jennifer uttered, "Well, uh, we..."

"You had better tell me all about it, girls, right now, before you get in bigger trouble than you already are."

Robin cried, "Oh, Daddy, you know about the window? I was just gonna tell you and then you'd be glad that we told without you finding out first, but you already know." She seemed let down.

"It was an accident, Daddy," Jenn said quietly. She was thinking about her own accident and wondering how and when to bring it up.

Joan spoke up then, and said, "Well, Charlie, I think the girls were scared of your neighbor, and they ran off. Then Jennifer here, had an accident, and they came here so she could change. They haven't been here very long." Jennifer was grateful for her aunt telling her father the news. It saved her a bit of embarrassment.

Charlie said, "I see. Well I am sorry that Mr. Schotz scared you. He does come on loud, but he doesn't mean any harm. He has already apologized to me for sounding scary to you."

"He did?" Robin asked.

Charlie just nodded. Then he turned to Jennifer and said, "Jenn, I'm sorry about your accident, and I'm glad you dealt with it. I guess we don't need to say too much more about that."

"Okay, Daddy, thanks," Jenn said quietly. She was glad she didn't have to disclose every detail about what had happened.

"Okay, I think we need to go home now, girls. We have a lot to discuss. Please thank Aunt Joan for having you over, particularly without warning, then come with me."

Robin said, "Bye, Aunt Joan. Thank you for the lemonade, and for the discussion."

"Yes, thank you, Aunt Joan, for everything," Jenn said. Both girls gave their aunt a big hug. Then they followed their dad out to the car. They couldn't even make eye contact with him. They both sat in the back seat of the car, making Charlie feel like a chauffeur, and didn't say a word on the short ride home.

~~~

When they pulled up in front of the house, both girls sighed. They really didn't want to go in; they both knew how much trouble they were in. But Charlie herded them inside and they all went to the living room. He made them sit on the couch facing him.

"Now, girls, would you care to explain how you broke Mr. Schotz's window when you weren't even supposed to be on that side of the yard?" Robin began, "Well, Daddy, like Jenn told you, it was an accident. We, uh, um, we. . . " Robin paused, looked at Jenn who nodded, and then continued. "We were throwing a tennis ball over the house, Daddy." "I see. Did it occur to you that that was dangerous? What if you didn't throw it high enough and broke one of our windows? And you must have gone over near Mr Schotz's house to get the ball, right?"

Jennifer shook her head no and said, "No, Daddy, most of the times it just went over the house, but I guess this one time, it went sideways. We're sorry."

"Yeah, Daddy, it was just an experiment, 'cause I saw Patrick doing it," Robin explained. Patrick was a boy who lived across the street. It only took Charlie and Lisa a short while to realize he was not your typical boy next door. He was always doing things that were not, well, nice. Charlie just shook his head when Robin made that statement.

"Patrick doing something does NOT mean it is okay. You know how I feel about him," Charlie said sternly. "But now let's get to your running away. Why did you run off -- and then go ALL the way to your Aunt Joan's? That wasn't an accident. You know that you aren't supposed to go anywhere without checking in. I didn't know where to find you. I've been looking everywhere I could think of."

"We're sorry, Daddy. WE didn't mean to run away," Robin said. Even to her, it sounded lame.

"Daddy, Mr. Schotz scared us and I wet my pants, and we were scared you'd be mad at us," said Jennifer.

"Yeah, we just started walking, Daddy, and that's where we ended up." Jennifer added, "Yeah, we didn't talk to any strangers or anything. We went where we knew someone. That was good, right?"

Charlie said, "Yes, that was good. It would have been better to come in here, but if you had to go somewhere, going where you knew someone was good. I am still unhappy about the window, though. And even more about your walking off without permission. Do you have anything more to say for yourselves?" Jennifer knew their time was just about up. She knew that in a few minutes, they would both have sore bottoms. "We're sorry, Daddy, it really was an accident. We didn't mean to break the window. We could pay for it with our own money," she begged.

Robin agreed. "Yeah, okay, Daddy? Would that be okay? And about running off, we were just scared, Daddy, that you'd be mad."

Jennifer nudged her sister. "He's mad now, Robin. So it didn't really matter."

"Yeah, but, well, I guess you're right. Daddy, would we be in less trouble if we had come in right away?" Robin asked innocently.

"Yes, you would. It's like trying to cover stuff up; it just makes it worse when you run away. Then you are in trouble for running, PLUS the trouble you were in before. Do you understand?"

Both girls nodded.

Then their dad continued. "As for the window, you will help pay for it at least -- I don't know if you can pay for the whole thing, windows are pretty expensive. Now, Robin come with me. Jennifer, wait in your room, please." Jennifer said, "Yes, sir," stood up, and ran up to her room. Charlie stood up, and offered Robin his hand. She took it reluctantly, and cried, "But, Daddy! Please, I'm sorry!"

They were walking to his bedroom when she cried out. He stopped and turned to her. "I'm glad you're sorry, Robin. You are about to be even sorrier. You know that 'I'm Sorry' isn't enough after you have misbehaved. Now come on." They continued walking until they got to the door of Charlie's bedroom. Robin tried one last time. "Daaaaaddddddy! Please!"

"Robin! Whining will just get you in MORE trouble! Now let's go!" Charlie grabbed her wrist and urged her into his bedroom.

When they got inside his room, Charlie sat down on the big red chair, nicknamed the spanking chair. He put Robin in front of him and asked, "Robin, do you understand WHY I am going to punish you?"

Robin, who had already begun to cry, answered, "Yes, Daddy, 'cause we broke Mr. Schotz's window and we ran away and went somewhere without permission. But Daddy, it wasn't on purpose. Please, Daddy!" Robin begged, trying not to whine.

Charlie took a deep breath before he answered. It may seem like he liked it with all the times he had to do it, but he really hated having to punish his daughters. He felt that he needed to, though, to teach them right from wrong. "I understand that the window wasn't on purpose, and that you were scared, but you have to learn to think first. And you know not to run off, even when you are scared. Now let's go!"

Charlie took down Robin's pants and panties, and turned her over his lap. He began to spank. <Smack> <Smack> <Smack> <Smack> Robin actually jumped up and cried, "Daddy, no! I am scared. Please, Daddy, I'm sorry!" After that outburst, she threw herself on the floor and sat there crying.

Charlie was shocked. He had never seen his daughter react this way. He bent down and pulled his daughter up into a hug and stood her in front of him so that she could see into his eyes. He put his hands on her shoulders and said, "Robin, lovey. Don't be scared, it's only Daddy. You've been spanked many times before. You know what to expect. I love you, Robin and I always will, even when I am spanking you. Do you understand that?"

Robin nodded and said, "Yes, Daddy. It's just that, well, I said I was sorry, but you're gonna spank me anyway, and it really was an accident, and I only ran after Jenn. She really ran away 'cause she made in her pants, and she was scared, and, oh, Daddy, please don't spank me!" Robin leaned over her daddy and cried into his shirt.

Charlie put his arms around Robin and held her tight until her crying subsided for the most part.

After a few minutes, Charlie gently pushed Robin away from his shirt and looked at her deep in her eyes. "I will talk to Jenn about that, but you both know that I don't get mad when she has genuine accidents. Okay?" Robin nodded again.

Charlie continued, "The window alone wouldn't have been so bad, but there is no excuse for running off, scared or not. It would have been better for you to come inside and tell me what happened than to go with your sister. Now, you are NOT getting out of this spanking, Robin! We need to finish what we started. Let's go!"

Charlie again bent Robin over his lap and resumed the spanking. <Smack> <Smack> <Smack> <Smack>

"You are to be careful when you play.

<Smack> <Smack> <Smack> <Smack> <Smack> You are NOT <Smack> to run away, <Smack> or go anywhere <Smack> when I don't know about it. <Smack> <Smack> <Smack> That is NOT <Smack> <Smack> open to debate." <Smack> <Smack> "Yes, Daddy," Robin cried.

Charlie gave Robin a few more well deserved spanks.

"Okay, your spanking is over, Robin." Charlie lifted Robin up and pulled her into his arms for a big hug. He gently shushed her and rubbed her back and her bottom while she cried.

After awhile, Robin asked, "Daddy? I really am sorry. Do you forgive me?" "Yes, Robin. I forgive you. I know that you are sorry. Although we will still have to talk with Mr. Schotz. Okay?"

"Okay, but Daddy? Will you come with us? He's scary." "Oh, yes, I will come with you. Don't worry! He may seem scary, but he is a nice man underneath. Now, I want you to lie down on your bed for a while, while I talk with your sister."

Charlie let Robin out of his lap. He reached down and pulled her panties and pants back up. She squirmed when the material rubbed against her sore bottom. Then Charlie offered her his hand and together they went upstairs to the room the twins shared.

When they got to the bedroom, Charlie let Robin's hand go. Jennifer, who had been laying on her bed, saw Robin's tear-stained face, and jumped up. She ran over to Robin and gave her a big hug.

"Are you all right?" she asked.

Robin answered, "Yeah, I will be. Good luck."

"Thanks," Jenn answered, walking over to Charlie. He put out his hand, and she took it. They walked down the steps and to Charlie's bedroom. When they got there, Charlie took his place on the big red chair, and put Jennifer in front of him, facing him. He felt a strange sense of deja vu. As if Jenn had been reading his mind, she asked, "Daddy? Are you sorry you have twins?"

"No, I'm not, Jenn. I love you both, and I wouldn't be without either one of you. Sometimes it does mean having to do things twice, though -- couldn't you two get in trouble one at a time?" Charlie asked, and winked. Jenn smiled.

Then Charlie became stern and said, "Seriously, Jennifer, do you understand why I am going to punish you?"

"Uh huh. But Daddy, there's something I should tell you first. It's not too bad, and it probably won't change how much you spank me, but I want to be honest. k?"

"Okay. It is always better to be honest. I am listening." Inwardly, Charlie groaned. Could there be more to this day? He couldn't imagine what Jennifer was about to tell him.

Jennifer knew she didn't ever have to tell anyone what she was about to tell her daddy, but she just felt as if she were keeping something very important inside her. So she took a deep breath and said, "Daddy, when I told you I had an accident? I wasn't just wet." Then she looked down, more out of embarrassment, than of guilt. She was ashamed of herself. "I guess Mr. Schotz scared me real bad. Are you angry?"

Jennifer held her breath while she waited for her daddy to answer. "No, baby, you didn't do it on purpose. I am surprised, and unhappy for you -- you must have been very upset. I think I understand why you ran a little better -- but that was still not okay to do. Do you understand that now, Jennifer?" "Yes, Daddy, I shoulda just come in and told you, but I was really upset and kinda mad at myself and I thought you'd be mad, too. Thank you for not being mad, Daddy. I really am sorry we broke the window. But it was an accident, and Daddy? The ball throwing over the house, was Robin's idea, honest. She saw Patrick do it. I just thought it would be fun, and we did it lots of times before the window broke. . .we didn't know that would happen." "Okay, but you knew I told you to stay away from Mr. Schotz's house. In any case, throwing a ball that high and far risks causing a problem as you found out. But the thing I am most unhappy about is your running away. I don't ever want you to do that again. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Daddy."

"Okay, let's do it, then." He was referring, of course, to her spanking. Charlie pulled down her pants and panties and took her over his lap. <Smack> <Smack> <Smack> <Smack>

Jennifer started to cry from the first smack.

"You are not to throw balls over the house, or near anyone's house. <Smack> You are to be careful when you play." <Smack>

"Yes, sir," Jenn cried.

<Smack> <Smack> <Smack> <Smack> <Smack> "You are NOT <Smack> to go anywhere <Smack> without permission. <Smack> <Smack> You know that. <Smack> Being scared <Smack> is not a good reason <Smack> <Smack> to break that rule, <Smack> <Smack> <Smack> ever." "Okay, Daddy, stop, please! I'm sorrrrrry!"

"Okay, Jennifer, your spanking is over," Charlie said. He was as relieved as Jennifer. He didn't like having to administer two spanking within a short time period.

Charlie pulled Jennifer into a standing position, and put his arms around her. "You are forgiven, Baby."

Jennifer put her arms around his neck, and squeezed. Then she climbed into his lap and let him hold her. She was feeling very vulnerable.

"I really am sorry, Daddy. About everything."

"Okay, Jennifer. I understand. You will do better another time, right? I know that you and your sister are both my good girls inside, even when you don't act the way you should."

Charlie cuddled and hugged Jenn until she seemed ready to stand up. Finally, she did. "Can I go upstairs and lie down, now, Daddy?" "Yes, you may. In fact I want you to. A little later you and Robin and I will all go over and talk to Mr. Schotz. Okay?"

"Okay, Daddy."

Charlie walked Jennifer back up to her room. Very quietly, because Robin was asleep, Charlie helped Jenn into her pantsies and tucked her into her bed. Very quietly, Jenn whispered, "I love you, Daddy."

"I love you, too, sweetheart. Have a nice rest now." And with that, Charlie left the room, closing the door quietly behind him.

The end.