A Return to High School by Susan Thomas

Author:Susan Thomas [Thomas, Susan]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: LSF Publications
Published: 2015-05-25T04:00:00+00:00

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Luckily for me, there were no spankings at home waiting for me. What dad would have said on discovering my well-spanked behind I have no idea, but I shudder to think about it. My relationship with Dave entered a new phase after that which is hard to describe really. He told me that he was totally estranged from his parents. He had been expected to follow his father into the family law firm but had dropped out of law school and become a policeman instead. His family's anger (unbelievable really) was so strong he had moved away and they simply wouldn't communicate with him. He had now given up trying. I think I felt it was harder for him than for me. My parents were dead and hadn't wanted to get what befell them. His parents had a choice and they had chosen anger rather than love and understanding.

My encounter with Dave made me think about mom and dad and the fact that dad spanked her. I wasn't bothered about it as I could see they were very happy together and dad was never brutal with me...tough yes, but not brutal. Was I really like mom in wanting, or was that needing, a strong man to overcome my own strength and maybe even spank me? It is one huge thought, isn't it? I also started listening harder. My lights might go out at 10:30 but I wasn't necessarily asleep, whatever dad might think. I had often heard the creaking of their bed and the sounds of a couple making love. Had I been really sixteen and their daughter it might have embarrassed me. Instead I could hear that their marriage was working well and it was somehow a very secure feeling. Now that I was really listening, I sometimes heard the sounds of a spanking with suppressed cries and wondered what mom was getting spanked for. Once I worked out that she did get really stroppy with dad and, honestly, was quite rude. If I had spoken like that I would have been spanked, so that was probably it, but I never made any other connections.

Back at school, the student forum got underway, and to my surprise everyone, including our Principal Fagan, liked my idea of the guide to acceptable dress rather than a list of 'do not'. With very few amendments it was accepted and apparently even Miss Carpenter approved, though to see her face you would have been fooled. This had a difficult consequence for me. I was propelled into the forefront of student life which I didn't want to be. I was masquerading as younger and had no desire to be noticed. The local newspaper saw my photo in it more and more often, and I was terrified in case someone somewhere might see it who knew my real identity. Luckily, that never happened, though it was a constant worry.

Suddenly, I was seventeen. Well I wasn't really of course, I was twenty-four, but my Karen Wheeler identity was.

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