Subject: The Movies... a twin story-part 1 (M/f) (Sampast/Landhill)
From: sampast@aol.com (SamPast)
Date: 14 Jun 1999 15:15:20 -0700
I had come home from school in a strange mood. It was a Friday afternoon so I had no homework. I didn't feel like doing anything. T.V. was boring and Robin was on a playdate. That left hanging out with Mommy and I didn't want to do that. I decided to call Daddy at work to say hello.
When the lady at the courtesy desk picked up the phone, I asked for Charlie Clemente in my most grown-up voice. I was almost eight years old and had been practicing to sound older. Finally, Daddy came to the phone.
"Hi, Daddy, it's Jennifer," I said.
"Hello Jenn. How are you?"
"I'm okay, just tired."
"How was school, baby?"
I smiled. "Baby" was my nickname. Daddy only called me that. He didn't call Robin, "baby". "It was good, Daddy. Daddy? When're you coming home? I'm bored."
All of a sudden, I heard, "JENNIFER! ARE YOU ON THE TELEPHONE?" I was hoping Daddy hadn't heard. But I was wrong. Mommy yelled so loud, probably half the neighborhood heard.
Daddy said, "Jennifer, did Mommy tell you not to use the phone?"
"Not exactly, Daddy," I said, hedging a little.
Daddy was so smart. He could tell what I was doing. He said, "Oh? What "exactly" did she tell you?"
"Well, she told me to go take a nap, but I don't wanna."
"Jennifer, you did say you were tired. I think you need a nap. Why don't you lay down now? Then when you wake up, I'll be home."
"But, Daddy, I don't wanna!" I whined.
Daddy hates when we whine. I could tell he was losing his patience. "Jennifer! Put Mommy on the phone."
"But Daddy!"
"Now, young lady."
"Oh, all right." I put down the phone and went to get my mother. She was in their bedroom, folding laundry. "Mommy, Daddy asked you to pick up the phone."
Mommy looked at me. She was frowning. I could tell she was a little mad at me. You see, I was supposed to get permission before I used the phone. And she wasn't too happy since she had wanted me to lay down, as well.
Mommy picked up the phone in the bedroom, while I ran back to the kitchen. I picked up the phone just in time to hear Daddy ask, "Lisa, did you give Jennifer a clear order to lay down for a nap?"
"Yes, hon, I asked her to take a nap. She came home from school acting very cranky. I thought it would be a good idea for her to lay down, since we're going out tonight," Mommy said.
Daddy replied, "Well, it seems that she doesn't want to obey. Do you think she needs a spanking to help her go to sleep?"
Mommy said, "Hmmm, maybe."
I forgot that I wasn't supposed to be listening in and I yelled, "No, Mommy! No, Daddy! I'll go lie down right now. Okay? Please, Daddy! I'll be asleep when you get home and then you'll wake me, okay?"
Daddy chuckled a little bit. So did Mommy. I guess they realized I was listening in.
Then Daddy said, "Jennifer, if you had any good reason for arguing against what Mommy told you to do, besides 'I didn't wanna", you'd better tell me now."
I started to sob a little. I said, "No, Daddy, I have no excuse. Sorry."
Daddy said, "Then I think you have earned yourself a spanking for arguing instead of doing as you were told."
Now I was crying a lot. "Daddy, no! I'm sorry. I said I'd go lay down right now."
Mommy cut in, "Hon, she needs a nap now. I think we can discuss this when you get home. Jennifer, go put your pantsies on and lay down. Daddy and I will come in when he gets home."
I know I was supposed to hang up, but I stayed on to hear Daddy's reaction to what Mommy said. He sighed. Loud. I could hear him breathing. He said, "Okay, if you think she should nap first, we can discuss her behavior when I get home. I will be there soon."
Mommy said, "Okay, hon," and then hung up. I quickly replaced the receiver into the cradle and ran to my room. I put my pantsies on and got into bed. I heard Mommy come into my room a few minutes later, but I was almost asleep. I guess I had been pretty tired.
Next thing I knew, I heard Daddy's voice. "Baby, it is time for you to get up now."
I woke up sleepily, but when I saw him, I said, "Hi, Daddy."
"Hi Baby. Are you feeling less tired now?"
"Uh huh," I answered. Then I felt myself. "Daddy, I'm wet."
Damn! I hated wearing pantsies when I slept. Pantsies are these diaper-like things. You see, I still wet my bed. But only at night, or when I took naps. Well, sometimes I had daytime accidents too, but not too often. It was embarrassing knowing I was almost eight years old and still wet the bed. But Mommy and Daddy were pretty nice about it. They never got mad. Well, unless it wasn't an accident. Then they got real mad. But let's not get into that.
Daddy said, "Okay, let's get you changed."
He took my pantsies off and cleaned me up. He started to reach for another pair, but I put my hand out, and said, "No, Daddy, I don't need another one. I'm gonna stay up now!"
Daddy said, "Okay, for now. But maybe later when we go out, you'll put another pair on. We don't want any accidents while we're out."
I made a face. Somehow I would get out of wearing them out. But for now, all I said, was, "Okay, Daddy." Then I thought of something. "Daddy? Can I get a big soda and popcorn at the movies?"
Daddy started to frown. "Well, maybe not the very big size, but I think a soda and popcorn would be all right. You will have to share the popcorn with your sister, though."
"Okay, Daddy." Now I knew I should have just kept quiet and not brought this up, but it was bugging me. "Um, Daddy? About before? With the phone? Are you gonna spank me?" I asked, hesitantly.
Then Daddy said something that was music to my ears. "No Jennifer. Mommy and I decided that this time you will get off with a warning. But remember, we expect you to do as you are told. If you have a problem with what Mommy tells you, you could say so, but not keep arguing or say 'I don't want to'. Understand?"
I nod my head. "Yes, Daddy, yes, I love you," I said, throwing my arms around him and hugging him. I was so relieved that I wouldn't have to sit in the movies on a sore bottom.
Daddy hugged me back. I felt so secure whenever he put his big arms around me. He said, "I love you, too, baby. Now be a good girl for us this evening, Okay?"
"I will, Daddy, I promise." And I did mean it, at the time I said it. But I'm a little girl, and you know how little girls and promises are.
"Charlie! Jennifer! Dinner's on the table," Mommy called from the kitchen.
We walked into the kitchen. The table was all set, and Mommy was putting the food out.
Then Mommy said, "Hon, look how nicely Robin set the table."
I looked at my sister. She waved at me. I just nodded at her. I didn't even know she had come home from her play date.
I looked at Daddy looking at the table. He was smiling. He said, "Oh yes. Thank you for being such a big helper, Robin." Then to Mommy he said, "This looks good, honey. Thank you."
Good helper? Please, what'd she do, put a few forks and plates on a table? Anyone can do that. I would have, if I hadn't been sent to take a nap. Daddy was grinning like Robin had just discovered the cure for cancer.
"Thanks, Daddy!" I heard Robin say. Then I saw her reach up her hands to Daddy for a hug. I don't know what came over me, but I just started feeling really jealous. I did something that I shouldn't have. I stuck my foot out, causing my sister to trip on her way to hug Daddy. Then I turned around, and tried to act all innocent, hoping no one noticed.
Unfortunately, Daddy saw me. He frowned. He picked Robin up and cradled her in his arms. He hugged her tight. Just seeing that, made me feel really bad. When he put Robin down, he said, "Jennifer! That was absolutely out of line. You do NOT trip your sister!"
And he gave me one smack to the seat of my pants.
"Ow, Daddy! I didn't mean it. It was an accident. I didn't see her!" I whined.
That alone could have been my death sentence. Daddy absolutely hated when we whined. But I think he overlooked my tone of voice to react to what I actually said.
Daddy said, "It didn't look like an accident to me. And didn't you just promise to be good tonight, Jennifer?"
"Yes, Daddy."
Daddy kneeled down and looked me straight into the eye. "Do you want to revise that story, young lady?"
I shook my head no. "No, Daddy, really, it was an accident. I didn't notice that Robin was going to cross my way. I didn't seeeeeeee!" I cried.
Daddy turned to Mommy and asked, "Lisa, did you see? It looked pretty deliberate to me."
Mommy came over then. "No, hon, I'm sorry, I was putting the food on the table." She put her hand on Daddy's arm and said, "Let's eat now, Charlie, before all this gets cold. Okay? Come on, let's have a peaceful night for once."
Daddy sighed again. Loudly, again. Boy, I never noticed how loud my daddy sighed. He said, "Okay, Jennifer, tell your sister that you're sorry, and then we'll eat."
I looked at Robin. "Sorry!" I spat out. I knew I shouldn't have pushed it, but I wasn't ready to give in.
Mommy said, "Jennifer! Say it like you mean it, or go to your room."
I looked at Mommy. I was mad. Here she was, taking Robin and Daddy's side. "Fine!" I ran to my room and slammed the door. Which was a big no-no around my place. I waited. Daddy didn't come to my room. I was surprised. What I didn't know was that Mommy had put her hand on Daddy's arm and stopped him from coming after me.
I heard Daddy say, "Okay, Lisa, Robin, let's eat. Jennifer can come out when she is ready to apologize properly."
I couldn't believe it. I had only slammed the door 'cause I knew I would get Daddy's attention, good or bad. And now, he didn't come. Well, I would change that. I yelled, "I'm never gonna!" Then, I opened the door again and slammed it again. I knew that would make him come.
I heard Daddy say, "Okay, Honey, you and Robin have a nice meal. Don't wait for me. It seems I have a naughty little girl to deal with."
I cringed when I heard that last part. Oh, I would be getting the attention I wanted. Of course, now I would pay the price, with a sore bottom.
Daddy came into my room. He said, "You are in big trouble, young lady."
I cried, "NO! I'm sorry!" and then cried into my pillow. Daddy came over to my bed and sat down. When he tried to touch me, I just pulled away and sobbed.
Daddy reached out and held me in a confining hug, until I quieted down a bit. I finally turned so that it was a real hug and held on tightly.
I sobbed, "I'm sorry, Daddy. You were right, I did mean to do it. It was bad. I know that. It's just that I felt so, so..." I let my voice trail off.
Daddy softened a little, and said, "Yes, Jennifer? Tell me how you felt, please."
I looked up at Daddy and said, "I felt, I felt so jealous. I mean, you and I had just been together alone. I guess I wasn't ready to share you with Robin. I didn't want you to HUG her. I wanted you all to myself. Daddy, it's hard sharing you." I began to cry again.
Daddy pulled me into his lap, but turned me so that I could see his face. "I'm sorry, Jennifer, but you know I love you, AND I love your sister, too. I hugged you in here when you woke up. Your sister didn't share that hug. You will both get love --and hugs-- from me all the time. I do not love you any less because I also love Robin, Understand?"
I did understand. I mean, I had been a twin now for over seven years. You'd think I'd be used to it by now. I said, "Yes, Daddy, but it's hard sometimes. It's hard to watch you hugging Robin sometimes. I know it's shel, uh, shelfish, uh,"
I looked at Daddy to help me with the word. He said, "Selfish?"
"Yeah, that's it. I know it's selfish, but I want you all to myself," I continued. "I can't help how I feel sometimes. Usually I don't feel this way, and I love, well, I don't mind sharing things with Robin. Are you very angry?"
Daddy said, "Well, Jennifer, it's okay to be upset, even to be upset with your sister. It is not okay to be rude, or to slam doors, or to lie, or to trip your sister. She could have fallen and been really hurt, you know."
I said, "I know. I'm sorry, Daddy. I'm ready to apologize to Robin, for real." I began to stand up, but Daddy pulled me back down.
He said, "That's good, but now we have a couple of other things to discuss, don't we? Do you have anything to say for yourself about slamming the door, and lying about tripping Robin?"
I looked up at him with puppy dog eyes. I tried, "Cause I was feeling bad?"
You couldn't pull one over on my dad, though. He said, "Nice try, Jennifer. Feeling bad does not allow you to break the rules. I am going to spank you for what you did. Maybe next time you feel bad, you will try to remember the rules and obey them."
"Daddy! NO! I said I was sorrrrry!" I whined. I knew I wouldn't get out of my impending spanking, but I had to try anyway.
Daddy picked me up off his lap and set me on the floor. He pulled down my pants, but not my panties, and laid me over his lap. Thinking I was really gonna get it, I started to kick, and my pants went flying. Daddy gave me ten hard smacks on each cheek, then let me up.
I was surprised. No, more like shocked. "Is that it, Daddy?" I knew I shouldn't have asked. I mean, why look a gift horse like this in the mouth? Whatever that meant.
Daddy said, "Yes, I was going a little easy because you were feeling bad, and because tonight is supposed to be a fun night and I didn't want to spoil it. I am also skipping the mouth wash you really should have had." Daddy paused to look at me. I was still shocked that I had gotten off that lightly. Then he continued, "But, that is your last warning tonight, Jennifer. If you act up or misbehave again, you are getting a real big spanking. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Daddy," I answered, still in shock.
"Now go out there and apologize to your sister and to Mommy for what you did, Okay?"
"Okay, Daddy, I will." Then I hugged him again. "And thank you for not canceling the movie tonight."
I skipped out to the kitchen, in only my t-shirt and panties. I guess I had forgotten to find my pants. I said sorry to both Mommy and Robin. Then Daddy joined me in the kitchen, holding out my pants for me. I giggled and put them on. Mommy heated up both our dinners and we ate.
to be continued...