seat on her sofa, a used sofa that she’d obviously inherited from a family member, or purchased at a thrift shop. It wasn’t exactly comfortable, but it served a purpose. Her apartment was meticulously neat, and for some reason that surprised him. There was nothing out of the ordinary in her small home, and since he’d searched extensively, trying to figure her out, he knew that April was in reality a nice girl. So why had she done something so absolutely devastating to his Aunt Penny? Derrick wanted answers and he wasn’t leaving until he got them, and until April was so sore she wouldn’t be able to sit comfortably for a good while without thinking about why she couldn’t sit.
When April walked out of her bedroom and crossed the hall and into the living room, she was barefoot. She’d kicked her shoes and her panties across the room when he was spanking her before. Derrick tried to look at her face, but she had her eyes down, and her long hair fell down, preventing him from seeing her expression. He couldn’t tell if she was angry, repentant, which she should be, or merely trying to placate him so that he would leave. She was a pretty young woman, and his Aunt Penny had mentioned her often, telling him that he should come and meet her and ask her out on a date. He simply couldn’t believe the things that April had said about his Aunt! Especially after the glowing way Aunt Penny spoke of her! Something simply didn’t add up!
“Sit down, April,” he said, trying to sound kind. This was a time for talking and for trying to understand. April still had a punishment coming, but he wanted answers.
“I can’t sit down,” she whispered.
“Yes you can. It might not feel great, but you can sit,” Derrick insisted. When she remained standing, he shook his head. “Are you honestly trying to be difficult, young lady? Do I need to spank you once again before you are willing to sit down and talk to me?”
“No!” She immediately shook her head back and forth. “I’ll sit,” she promised, then gingerly eased herself down in her favorite rocking chair. The fabric that was usually so soft did nothing to relieve the burning ache of her cheeks, and her sit spots and upper thighs protested contact, too! “Oh, this is awful!” April didn’t realize she’d spoken aloud until Derrick said.
“It will be even more awful once you accept the punishment you have earned.”
“I didn’t do it on purpose,” April insisted. “Everything took on a life of its own. I let co-workers talk me into doing more than I originally planned, which was safe for them,” she added matter-of-factly. “I kept adding to my prank, and when I realized that the first fell on a Sunday, I should have realized it was out of line to take it to church.”
“Why did you do this at all?”
“I already told you; your Aunt is demanding and critical all of the time. She never allows any of us to explain our side of things. And, she never praises anyone. It is difficult to work for her.” She saw his expression darken, and she quickly added, “However, that doesn’t excuse playing a prank that snowballed beyond my wildest imagination. I saw it happening and felt powerless to stop it. At first it seemed funny and fitting, but then the complaints started, and several people were crying at the mean-spirited things I said about them in the program that was passed out. I not only embarrassed Miss Winslow, but Father Smith as well. In retrospect, it wasn’t a bit funny, and I have a lot of apologies to make.” April stopped speaking then, and started crying once more.
Derrick didn’t know what to think. It was obvious that the pretty redhead felt terrible, but why did she keep insisting that his Aunt Penny was such a dragon to work for?
“I don’t know where your Aunt lives, Derrick. Would you take me there so that I can apologize in person? Calling her on the