Adrien, my half brother is a biotech engineer hired for a research project by Ely Lilly of Indianapolis. We are both French, and my name is Louise or Loulou.
Adrien
is thirty, and I am only twenty one. He has a head like a computer. He
makes huge money and offered to pay for me to attend an American college
and university. An opportunity not to be missed, but I will have to
take the famous SAT test...
Easier
said than done because my English isn't the best, although I did have a very fair grade
for my baccalaureate.
I
read in a magazine at the hairdresser about some Indiana high schools offering
summer SAT coaching. I took that mag back home, and showed it to
Adrien.
"He chuckled. Indiana is one of the state which hasn't banned corporal punishment in its schools."
"Ah... but it would be summer school, for sure more relaxed."
"I
wouldn't bet on it! Summer school cramming for SAT success, a few
smacks of the paddle on the derriere of lazy girls could convince them
to better apply themselves..."
"But I am twenty one!"
"They probably don't have à la carte program..."
"Ah!"
"Hahahaha! I remember you confessing that Papa's belt must have helped you get your baccalaureate..."
"Grgrgrgr!"
A few days later, Adrien announced a full month of summer vacation, and asked me to find a ranch or a farm with horses...
I
searched TrippyAd for ranches or farms taking guests. I found the
perfect place, a horse breeding ranch with a pool. The brochure
mentioned a nearby village with all facilities.
Before telling Adrien I called, and asked if I would be able to take private advance English lessons.
"There's
summer SAT cramming classes at the local high school. Our daughter will
be taking them. You could ask for English lessons. It's a highly rated
private school with great professors...."
I didn't ask for details, and didn't sleep too well that night.
That
ranch looks great with plenty of horses and a pool, Adrien will love
it... and you need the SAT with a good grade... but I might get my bum
paddled... It can't be worse than Papa's belt... Papa's belt was quite
stingy... but you got your bac...
Simple! You will apply yourself, and you won't taste the paddle. Not simple! I will for sure have accidents, and ouch!
It
was 6 am and I couldn't sleep another wink. I got out of bed and
searched the net on my laptop, my first keyword was paddle. I discovered
plenty, and I didn't exactly liked the detail of usually applied on
panties when in school. Usually!
Adrien
had woke up, and found me reading about the famous American School
Paddle. He teased. "And at home its for sure always applied on the bare!"
"Meanie!"
He went on to prepare coffee, and returned when he heard me having a loud, "Oh! Look at that!
"Her derriere is almost naked... And look at this paddle and that belt... That must sting like hell!"
"Hummmm...."
"Well they got to keep their knickers..."
He had returned to the kitchen.
"Oh! No!"
He was back.
"What?"
"Look! She is b... b.... bare... b... b... bum! They also do bare bum ... at... at school !"
"Lazy girl motivator... Oh! La fessée déculottée à l'école... I can't.... Its too shameful!"
"Loulou! You will learn your lessons, and your panties won't be taken down at school."
"Huh..."
"Maybe you will get a few spankings, but for sure bare bum is about major infractions, and you will be well behave."
"Humm...."
"You will ace the SAT, and attend the college of your choice."
I had another hum!
Louise dit Loulou
To be continued...
./.