The Suspicious Mr. Greenley

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the girl until she learned a good lesson, but when she started sobbing as if he was mortally wounding her, he stopped.  He couldn’t stand that kind of crying.  He released her and tried not to notice as she quickly pulled up her britches.  She headed straight for the door and this time he didn’t give chase.  If he was a betting man, the little girl wouldn’t be back.
    Kady didn’t stop running until she was safely hidden in the woods.  She found a spot where she could hide and then cried and cried as she recalled the humiliation the horrible man put her through.  How did he dare to pull her pants down and spank her on her panties!  She was fully grown!  Why, her Daddy would be furious!  If she told him…
     
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    “Kady Jo, where have you been?” her Daddy’s deep voice boomed as she walked in the kitchen door.  “You missed supper!”
    “I’m sorry, Daddy.  I went for a walk in the woods, sat down to catch my breath, and I felt asleep!”
    “Well, you can just do up these dishes for your Mama right now, and then we are going to have a talk before you go up to bed.”
    “But, I’m hungry!”
    “Then you should have been here when we ate supper.  Do up the dishes and no more backtalk unless you want your mouth soaped.”  William Rogers was not a man to permit his children to argue with him.  He went into the living room and sat down with his newspaper, positive that Kady would do as she was told.
    Kady felt like crying, but she filled the dishpan with hot water from the stove, added dish soap, and a bit of cold water from the pump so she wouldn’t burn her hands.  She quickly washed the dishes, dried them, and put them away.  She also washed the kitchen table and the stove, and swept the worn linoleum floor.  Their farm house was not fancy, but it was clean.  Her Mama worked hard to keep it that way, and she insisted that Kady do her share.
    “Are you finished, girl?” William asked from the doorway leading into the living room.
    “Yes, Daddy,” Kady answered.
    “Good.  Go upstairs and get ready for bed.  I will be up in a few minutes.  Your Mama says you have been neglecting your chores.  She told you not to wander off and she asked you to make a salad for supper tonight.  You ignored her and you are going to get a sound spanking.”
    “No, Daddy!”  Kady was horrified at the thought of another punishment.  Her bottom was burning furiously from the one she’d had from the suspicious Mr. Greenley!  “I didn’t hear Mama, honest!”
    “Girl, you are eighteen years old, graduating from high school.  Your Mama shouldn’t have to ask you for help.  Why, your Mama and me were married when she was your age!”
    “I didn’t hear her, Daddy!  I’m so sorry!” Kady apologized, desperate to stop him from spanking her.  A spanking on top of her sore bottom would be unbearable.
    “You were shirking responsibility, girl.  You’re old enough to know better and if you don’t, then you need a good lesson.”  William’s mind was made up.  “No more arguing, Kady Jo.  You go upstairs and get ready for bed.  I’ll be up in ten minutes, and if you aren’t ready for a spanking, you’ll get a second spanking with my belt.”
    Kady burst into tears of self-pity and took off running for the stairs.  Arguing now would be futile… unless she was prepared to confess that Mr. Greenley already spanked her!  And, if she did that, her Daddy was liable to give her another spanking for trespassing and spying on the man after he’d warned her to leave the man in peace.  No, there was no point in arguing.  She would simply have to suffer another tanning, and tell her Mama that she was sick in the morning so she wouldn’t have to go to school all day and sit in those hard desk chairs!
    Kady knew better than to leave her clothing lying on the floor, or even in a chair.  She neatly folded her pants, reminding herself to sew the rip before she put them in the wash   and

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