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Subject: Re: Was there Ever an Adult always a Step Ahead?

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Sonya
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Date Posted: 08:22:09 01/05/25 Sun
In reply to: Jim W 's message, "Was there Ever an Adult always a Step Ahead?" on 02:04:55 01/05/25 Sun

Oh Lord Sweetie, Growing up, there were times I thought my Momma had x-ray vision and could read minds. I would be getting into something I wasn't supposed to then I'd hear, "Sonya Marie, what are you doing?" It was the same with my brother and sister. I'd be so puzzled and sometimes even say, "How did she know?" It wasn't until I was an adult that she told me, she always knew when we were up to something, because we were too quiet. Having three very active children of my own now, I've learned that was totally true. I can always tell when they, especially the younger two are up to something because they are too quiet.

Regarding lying, I thought Momma could read minds, she always knew if we were lying to her. She wasn't really a mind reader, but she could see how we acted whenever we were trying to hide something from her. You did NOT want to get caught lying to her either. That was a guaranteed spanking with the hairbrush. Last time I got caught in a lie was when I was twelve. It was summer vacation and my Aunt and Uncle let Cassie spend a week with us. We would hang out with my friends and go off on our adventures. Coming back from one such adventure, Momma asked where we had been and we lied to her. We had been to a site of an old church that was due for demolition and we decided to sneak inside. Fortunately for us, while the building was in bad shape, we didn't get hurt. But coming out we were spotted by a Deputy. He "arrested" us. Putting us in the back of the car and having a long talk with us. He told us we need to stay out of that building and that we were trespassing which could get us in a lot of trouble. Then he just let us go. Relieved, we walked around for a while before heading home for lunch. When we got home, Momma was making lunch and asked us where we had been. We told her we'd been out walking. She just said ok and finished fixing lunch. She said down with us to eat and then started asking questions about where we went. We didn't tell her about going to the old church, but talked about some of the other places we went. As we continued eating, Momma finally said, "I got a strange phone call." Then she told us about two young girls being caught coming out of the old church on Mulberry Street. Then asked us if we knew anything about that. I knew we were busted. I tried to lie and say I didn't hear anything about it and Cassie backed me up. We finished our lunch and after clearing our dishes, Momma told us to sit back down. She sent my brother and sister out to play, then she walked out of the kitchen and a few moments later came back with the hairbrush in her hand. She proceeded to tell us about the phone call being from the Sheriff's Department about us being caught coming out of the old church. I stared at the hairbrush laying on the table and I could feel my heart pounding in my throat. As Momma continued to scold us for going in the building and it being so dangerous and so forth. We both started to cry. knowing what was going to happen next. Momma pulled one of the chairs out and sat down. Then told me to stand up, pull my pants down and get over her knee. She gave me a long hard spanking by hand, which had me crying my eyes out. Then she let me up and I stood rubbing my bare butt crying, and she told Cassie to pull her pants down and get over her knee. Cassie did as she said, and Momma blistered her bare bottom just like she did mine. I started to pull my pants back up and Momma stopped smacking Cassie's butt, and said, Don't pull them up yet, I'm not done with you. I let them fall to the floor and stood there crying watching my cousin get her spanking. She let her up like she had me and Cassie rubbed her behind and was crying and Momma told her, Leave your pants down too, because we aren't finished. Then she took me by the arm and pulled me back across her lap. My shorts and panties were still around my ankles and fell to the floor as I lay across her knee. Then Momma picked up the hairbrush and gave me a second spanking for lying to her. I was bawling at he top of my lungs as the brush smacked my bare butt over and over. She finally let me up and I stood there rubbing my butt still naked from the waist down. While Momma did the same thing to Cassie. She literally kicked her shorts and panties off while Momma blistered her butt with that damn hairbrush too. Momma told us we'd better never do anything like this again especially lying to her. Then we were sent to my room. We ran still half naked to the bedroom crying our eyes out. We were in there until dinnertime. Then Daddy came back to have a talk with us. We had put panties on my then but not pants and our butts were still pretty tender. He made us sit up on the bed while he sat in a chair and lectured us about doing things that are dangerous and lying about it. After talking to us, he had me stand up and lay across his lap, then pulled my panties back down and gave me a half dozen or so good smacks. Then did the same thing to Cassie. As spankings went, they weren't all that bad but they did sting enough to bring tears back to our eyes. Then he gave us both a big hug and told us to get dressed and ready for dinner.

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Re: Was there Ever an Adult always a Step Ahead? Carol 11:46:35 01/05/25 Sun

Re: Was there Ever an Adult always a Step Ahead? -- Sonya to Carol, 05:54:07 01/10/25 Fri

Re: Was there Ever an Adult always a Step Ahead? Jim W to Sonya 15:15:46 01/05/25 Sun

Re: Was there Ever an Adult always a Step Ahead? -- Sonya, 14:39:43 01/06/25 Mon

Re: Was there Ever an Adult always a Step Ahead? -- Jim W to Sonya, 16:12:36 01/06/25 Mon

Re: Was there Ever an Adult always a Step Ahead? -- Sonya, 20:56:30 01/06/25 Mon

Re: Was there Ever an Adult always a Step Ahead? -- Jim W to Sonya, 21:53:05 01/07/25 Tue

Re: Was there Ever an Adult always a Step Ahead? -- Sonya, 14:40:46 01/08/25 Wed

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>Oh Lord Sweetie, Growing up, there were times I >thought my Momma had x-ray vision and could read >minds. I would be getting into something I wasn't >supposed to then I'd hear, "Sonya Marie, what are you >doing?" It was the same with my brother and sister. >I'd be so puzzled and sometimes even say, "How did she >know?" It wasn't until I was an adult that she told >me, she always knew when we were up to something, >because we were too quiet. Having three very active >children of my own now, I've learned that was totally >true. I can always tell when they, especially the >younger two are up to something because they are too >quiet. > >Regarding lying, I thought Momma could read minds, she >always knew if we were lying to her. She wasn't really >a mind reader, but she could see how we acted whenever >we were trying to hide something from her. You did NOT >want to get caught lying to her either. That was a >guaranteed spanking with the hairbrush. Last time I >got caught in a lie was when I was twelve. It was >summer vacation and my Aunt and Uncle let Cassie spend >a week with us. We would hang out with my friends and >go off on our adventures. Coming back from one such >adventure, Momma asked where we had been and we lied >to her. We had been to a site of an old church that >was due for demolition and we decided to sneak inside. >Fortunately for us, while the building was in bad >shape, we didn't get hurt. But coming out we were >spotted by a Deputy. He "arrested" us. Putting us in >the back of the car and having a long talk with us. He >told us we need to stay out of that building and that >we were trespassing which could get us in a lot of >trouble. Then he just let us go. Relieved, we walked >around for a while before heading home for lunch. When >we got home, Momma was making lunch and asked us where >we had been. We told her we'd been out walking. She >just said ok and finished fixing lunch. She said down >with us to eat and then started asking questions about >where we went. We didn't tell her about going to the >old church, but talked about some of the other places >we went. As we continued eating, Momma finally said, >"I got a strange phone call." Then she told us about >two young girls being caught coming out of the old >church on Mulberry Street. Then asked us if we knew >anything about that. I knew we were busted. I tried to >lie and say I didn't hear anything about it and Cassie >backed me up. We finished our lunch and after clearing >our dishes, Momma told us to sit back down. She sent >my brother and sister out to play, then she walked out >of the kitchen and a few moments later came back with >the hairbrush in her hand. She proceeded to tell us >about the phone call being from the Sheriff's >Department about us being caught coming out of the old >church. I stared at the hairbrush laying on the table >and I could feel my heart pounding in my throat. As >Momma continued to scold us for going in the building >and it being so dangerous and so forth. We both >started to cry. knowing what was going to happen next. >Momma pulled one of the chairs out and sat down. Then >told me to stand up, pull my pants down and get over >her knee. She gave me a long hard spanking by hand, >which had me crying my eyes out. Then she let me up >and I stood rubbing my bare butt crying, and she told >Cassie to pull her pants down and get over her knee. >Cassie did as she said, and Momma blistered her bare >bottom just like she did mine. I started to pull my >pants back up and Momma stopped smacking Cassie's >butt, and said, Don't pull them up yet, I'm not done >with you. I let them fall to the floor and stood there >crying watching my cousin get her spanking. She let >her up like she had me and Cassie rubbed her behind >and was crying and Momma told her, Leave your pants >down too, because we aren't finished. Then she took me >by the arm and pulled me back across her lap. My >shorts and panties were still around my ankles and >fell to the floor as I lay across her knee. Then Momma >picked up the hairbrush and gave me a second spanking >for lying to her. I was bawling at he top of my lungs >as the brush smacked my bare butt over and over. She >finally let me up and I stood there rubbing my butt >still naked from the waist down. While Momma did the >same thing to Cassie. She literally kicked her shorts >and panties off while Momma blistered her butt with >that damn hairbrush too. Momma told us we'd better >never do anything like this again especially lying to >her. Then we were sent to my room. We ran still half >naked to the bedroom crying our eyes out. We were in >there until dinnertime. Then Daddy came back to have a >talk with us. We had put panties on my then but not >pants and our butts were still pretty tender. He made >us sit up on the bed while he sat in a chair and >lectured us about doing things that are dangerous and >lying about it. After talking to us, he had me stand >up and lay across his lap, then pulled my panties back >down and gave me a half dozen or so good smacks. Then >did the same thing to Cassie. As spankings went, they >weren't all that bad but they did sting enough to >bring tears back to our eyes. Then he gave us both a >big hug and told us to get dressed and ready for >dinner.

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