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>Hey Sweetie, Nice to see you post again, it's been a >while. Your story reminds me of a time I ALMOST >decided to run off when I was about to get spanked. It >was a day I had gotten a detention at school instead >of getting paddled, and knew I had a spanking coming >when I got home. Ramona hung out outside after school >and was walking me home. I was dreading the spanking I >was going to get at home and was talking about maybe >not going home and was going to hide out instead. >Ramona talked me out of it. She asked me where I was >going to go and I told her I wasn't sure. She started >talking to me about how much she would miss me if I >was gone and I started feeling guilty. But I was still >dreading the spanking. Then she talked about she knew >it would hurt, but it was better to go ahead and get >it over with right away then to run off and get it >later. So after talking to me for a good thirty >minutes, I finally decided to go get it over with. But >I asked Ramona to come with me. She reluctantly agreed >but needed to tell her Momma first so she wouldn't get >in trouble. We stopped by her house and asked if she >could come over and her Momma let her. So then we >walked to my house. Just outside I hesitated for a >moment and she urged me to just go in and tell Momma >what happened and take my spanking. So we went in. I >hollered, "Momma I'm home" and she called out from the >kitchen asking what took so long. We went into the >kitchen and she saw Ramona with me and said hi to her. >I stood there for a few seconds and then Ramona nudged >me with her elbow, I said, "Momma, I got in trouble at >school today and got detention." She looked at me and >asked what happened. So I told her the whole story. >Momma looked at me and said, "I guess somebody knows >they're in trouble today huh?" I shook my head. Then >she asked, "Did you think by bringing Ramona over, >you'd get out of getting a spanking?" I was starting >to tear up and said, "No Momma" Then told her that >she talked me out of hiding out and that I just needed >to come home and face the music. Momma sat down at >the table and called me over to her. I was starting to >cry a little and walked over. Without being told, I >slipped my jeans and panties down and lay across her >lap. To my shock, she didn't spank me. She just patted >my butt and let me up. She said, "I'm not going to >spank you Little Girl. It takes a lot of guts to admit >you did something wrong, and accept the consequences >of your actions." I had just pulled my pants back up >and she hugged me tight and told me she was proud of >me for admitting what I had done. Then as she was >fixing us a snack she said, "I already knew about what >happened. The school called me." Then she talked about >she decided to not say anything because she wanted to >see what I was going to do. She told me that, even if >you get in trouble, it's always better to come forward >and admit it than it is to hide it or run away from it.

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