Marie-Louise Spanked For Crashing – P1
“Honey?”
“Yeah hon?”
“I have to tell you something, but well…” Marie-Louise paused and stared at the floor.
John leaned back in his chair, folded his hands in his lap, looked at her and said “what is it honey?”
John let out a long sigh and waited. His gaze never left his daughter’s face despite the fact that she could not look at him. Marie-Louise stared at the floor and fidgeted with the end of her shirt, a surefire sign that whatever she was about to say is something that she feared she would be in trouble for. After a few moments, Marie-Louise reached into the pocket of her jeans and pulled out a ticket.
Marie-Louise’s next words were whispered. “I, uhm, I got a ticket today Honey.”
John looked from the ticket to her face as a sigh of exasperation escaped from his lips. “What is this one for young lady?”
Marie-Louise swallowed and held out the ticket to him. “Not stopping at the stop sign Honey.” She continued to stare at the floor. They had chatted about this before, not once but twice, and Marie-Louise knew that this chat was going to be bad. Not just because it was a third time, but because of what else she had to tell him.
John took the ticket from her trembling hand, and watched the tears slide down her cheeks. “There is more you have to tell me, isn’t there?”
Marie-Louise slowly nodded. “Yessir.”
John tilted his desk chair back and waited. “I’m waiting young lady.”
It was all she could do not to run away, but Marie-Louise knew that running would only make things worse. Besides, she was not scared of her Honey. She was only afraid of the spanking she knew she was in for. She took a deep breath and as fast as she could said “I went through the sign and there was another car coming and the driver had to slam on his brakes which made the other car rear end him, and then the police officer gave me a second ticket for reckless driving cause I caused them to have the accident.” It did not go unnoticed that with each word Marie-Louise had inched backwards.
“Come here.”
Marie-Louise slowly moved toward her father and dug the second ticket out of her pocket and handed it to him. He took the paper from her, and set both tickets down on his desk. He looked at her with set lips and a hard stare coming from his eyes. “Go stand in the corner young lady. I will be out shortly.”
Without argument, Marie-Louise turned and walked to the living room. She knew better than to argue with her father. Arguing only made things worse, and she was in no way wanting to make things any worse than they were. She stood and stared at the white walls that formed the corner of the living room for what seemed an eternity. She heard movement behind her, but knew better than to turn around and try to see what was happening. After awhile, she heard him call to her.
“Marie-Louise Michelle, come here.”
Marie-Louise turned from the corner to see her father seated in the straight backed chair set in the middle of the living room. She walked over to her father with her belly doing flip-flops. He firmly took hold of her wrist and pulled his little girl across his lap. John planned to make sure that this young lady had no intentions of repeating this behavior again. She would know that he meant business, that he was not playing games.
“You, young lady, have had two chats about not stopping at that sign, true?”
“Yessir.”
“And what have discussed about stopping at stop signs?”
“That I need to stop cause they are put there for everyone’s safety, an that by not obeying the law, someone could get hurt.”
“And what happened today?”
Marie-Louise sighed. “People almost got hurt.”