Last Minute Wash

Sometimes it's Friday night and you're just getting dressed to go out when you find out that that boy who you paddled raw for trying to sneak into your house last week was set up by your live-in housemaid, who is about to go home for the weekend. There's no way she gets to sit down this weekend after that stunt she pulled, or that she isn't WAY overdue for some reminder that lies are filthy things that don't belong in her mouth. So, you have to deal with the situation right this second, however inconvenient for you it might be.

Our Own Private Waitress

So, the party on Saturday. Brianna and Genie asked if they could bring an extra, and were told they could, and apparently Brianna shot an invitation to that girl she babysat this summer. Said girl had apparently been anxious to hear from her again, and accepted.

Younger as she is though, Heather did strike the rest of us as rather immature. When the alcohol came out, and Brianna told her she would not be breaking the law by allowing a minor to partake, she threw a total fit. The cure to that - which Brianna absolutely, definitely, 100% wasn't expecting and working toward all along - was a bare bottomed hairbrushing in front of everyone. On Genie's suggestion, Brianna kept her pants, panties, and shoes after that, and - since she needed SOMETHING to do while everyone else was drinking - put her to work serving the rest of us. Mature and compassionate crowd that we are, I can assure you that no one took the opportunity to tease or humiliate Heather as she served us, and no one even thought of grabbing, pinching, or slapping her swollen red caboose as she walked by.

Sad to say, I was a bit late to the party myself, and missed the initial drama. When Brianna saw how put out I was over this though, she grabbed our little bare-bottomed waitress and pulled her right back over her lap for another hairbrushing just like the first, purely for my entertainment. She's such an amazing friend!

Bio: Pietro

Hellooooooo nurse!~ <3

Soft spoken and gentle mannered, Pietro can usually be found either at his student nursing program at the university hospital, or enjoying his precious time off partaking of the night life or seashore, though he also finds time to keep his painting hobby active. He's a nice boy, but also more than a bit of a tease, which seems to catch up with him...well, pretty much constantly from what I've seen.

Volunteer Teaching Assistant

In a continuing demonstration of the hornet principle, the sound of Pietro's roommate related misfortunes were apparently overhead by the tenants in the apartment below. And, today, when I was helping Pietro carry some groceries upstairs, one of the downstairs neighbors in question poked her head out and told him she had a favor to ask. Apparently, her little sister keeps letting boys walk all over her, and she wanted to teach her how to deal with inconsiderate boys. And, since there's a boy handy who's not a complete stranger to corporal punishment, she was wondering if he could be her...shall we say...teaching assistant.

Pietro was ambivalent, but when I promised to bring the rest of the groceries up by myself in exchange for a front row seat...well, he might have started regretting it after the paddle came out, but I certainly didn't.

The Price Of Impatience

I think the title speaks for itself.

Hot Tub Exhibition

Mamta and I made a new friend today! And she has a hot tub! It seems like I can't leave these two alone for three minutes to mix drinks without them getting up to shenanigans, but I'll live.

Rooftop Garden Discussion

I checked in on Rowan to see how his first month at college was treating him. Last I'd heard, he'd found an ad for lodgers from some wealthy local empty nesters who mostly just wanted the company. Turns out that the lady of the house, at least, hasn't forgotten how to discipline, and she isn't any less strict with her renters than she'd be with her own children.

She's actually stricter with the lodgers. Like, a lot stricter. Seriously, this would probably qualify as abuse if it was an actual parent doing this to her kid. It isn't though, so feel free to enjoy the spectacle 100% guilt free. 😉

Well, as always, I can't say Rowan doesn't deserve it. I didn't ask what he did, exactly, but I think we can trust this lady's judgement.

Harmless Little Prank

It turns out Aisha still wanted to get back at Brian for the bath brush incident. An invitation over to the place she does housework at twice a week let her put him in, shall we say, a more vulnerable position.

Towel Troubles

I ended up striking up a conversation with those interminably naughty nurses after my appointment, and paying one of them a visit the next day. He was in the shower when I knocked, but his roommate let me in.

Well, as soon as he got OUT of the shower, roomie started complaining about how he keeps coming out before drying himself completely and dripping water all over the living room carpet. He had a point. More importantly though, our favorite male nurse accidentally dropped the towel wrapped around his midsection during the ensuing argument, and we both saw the aftermath of yesterday's workplace indiscretion.

As a wise Brianna once told me, "we spankers are like hornets. When one of us stings, we leave a signal behind that tells others to attack the same target." I told her she was full of shit at the time, but now I'm beginning to wonder.

"But We're Off Duty!"

I had to go back to the hospital the other day to take care of a skin thing, and happened to observe the consequences of an interrupted workplace impropriety.

I guess that new nurse didn't quite get the message after all, though the doctor understandably seemed much more disappointed with her more senior coworker. I'm not surprised. Look at how many google hits you'll get for "naughty nurses." They're just terrible. I doubt whatever she did to them will stick, but from the sounds I heard from the breakroom she pulled them into it was a noble attempt!

Bio: Genie

Considering how many times I've drawn her, Genie's long overdue for a proper introduction. Gutsy, outdoorsy, and adventurous, this twenty-five year old stunner is always in motion. She's a ton of fun, but can also be short tempered and impulsive; qualities that often take their tolls on either her own bottom or on others within reach.

Genie fancied herself a dominant personality until she met her fiance, Brianna. Now she still fancies herself a dominant personality, but not as much.

Road Safety Lesson

A friend of a friend needed a ride to a job interview in a nearby city. Brianna had it on good authority that Genie might enjoy making this one's acquaintance, so I invited her along for the ride as well. Things went well until I got tired, and April offered to drive. Not five minutes after she'd gotten behind the wheel, she heard her cell phone chime, and reached down to get it out of her purse.

Needless to say, we made her pull over at once.

I'm not going to play innocent and say Genie wouldn't have spanked April had it not been for that. She'd been a spoiled little princess for the whole ride, and Genie and I were both getting tired of it. But it would have been a bit lighter of a tone.

Well, hopefully she learned a lesson from this. If nothing else, her interview apparently went well.

Running Too Hot

I was as surprised as anyone else at Sunday morning's turn of events!

No one's ever accused Jill of lacking enthusiasm, for her job or anything else she does for that matter, but I guess she isn't always at her most attentive. In chasing a certain rule-breaking miscreant across the sand that morning, she literally stumbled into a reminder of why rules against running exist in the first place.

I guess it's lucky for her that that boy's drink wasn't super expensive, or I don't think he'd have let her off with just a hand spanking. On the other hand...I haven't quite had the heart to tell her yet about the aforementioned rulebreaker turning around to see the show, or about my not being the only one to record the event for posterity's sake. Well, it's not like there's going to be any future repercussions of that, right?

Speaking of the future though, I'd tread veeeeery lightly on the beach for this next week or two. It might be a while before Jill is in a lenient or forgiving mood after this.