"Conversation stilled momentarily as Silvia maneuvered her way into a parking spot in the short term lot. Turning off the engine, she turned to Rachel..."You don't have an accent, though," she observed."Months of practice the summer before the 3rd grade," Rachel replied with a rueful smile, as she got out of the van. Taking Hailey's hand, the four of them started walking for the terminal."My sister and I watched Disney movies on video over and over again, trying to say the lines just like they. I grabbed my lunch and books then headed as far away as I could. I heard the girls laughing.I hated this school. I hated it. I hated all the stuck up girls like Morgan. She was the worst of the snooty bitches because she was a cheerleader, a senior, and was always on the arm of some jock. I wished there was something I could do about it.There was something I could do about it. Did I dare use it? If I used it on Morgan, what would her friends think about her then? I had to do it.I asked my mom. “Matt, what are you planning???” I don’t answer but instead I open the strawberries and pop open the champagne “What was that pop?” you ask, still I say nothing but instead I pick up one of the strawberries and stroke it against your lips but as you open your lips and go to bite it I pull it away and kiss you“No biting until I tell you” I whisper in your ear and I put the strawberry back to your mouth, forcing your lips apart as you take it into your mouth “Now you can bite it” and with that. Katie replied that she knew and she smirked. Lisa wasn’t so sure so I explained. “Whenever one of your cousins misbehaves badly I don’t unplug their computer or ground them. I prefer to punish them the way your mother and I were punished. I spank their naughty bottoms until I’m sure that they are sorry. I’ve discussed your behavior with your mother and we’ve decided that spankings might be a good way to teach you two to behave as you were taught. I spank with my hand mostly except when behavior.