A
month later, I accepted to spend a few weeks at that ranch, mostly
because Adrien is a fan of westerns and enthusiastic about riding like a
cowboy.
As I was packing our things he teasingly asked. "And what have you decided about the summer classes?"
"I don't know... I'll be asking..."
"Hahaha! You want the cake without having to bake it!"
We
loaded his huge American SUV. Another one of Adrien's dream, the
biggest SUV possible. The sound system was great, and Neil Young was
young again for Cinnamon Girl.
It was a three hours drive to Silver Spur. The tall timber gate was impressive with a pair of carved wooden eagles topping it.
We
couldn't see the house from the gate, and discovered it after a drive
of almost ten minutes. We weren't disappointed, it was like a set for a
movie!
"Hiya! I am Annabelle, welcome to Silver Spur!"
She
looked eighteen, we would later learn that she is nineteen. She had
cropped hair, and was wearing jeans shorts which looked quite short to me. I understood that she is the
daughter of the owners, the one to be attending summer classes for
retaking her SAT.
She
led the way with pulling one of our suitcases. I walked right behind
her, and was quite surprised by her skimpy shorts revealing reddened
under-curves. It was obvious, she has been spanked! I also noticed the
leather tag on the back of her shorts, it read
"BRAT".
We
discovered our suite, two bedrooms, a comfortable
lounge, and a bathroom with a Jacuzzi . It was well decorated, and we
had views of the pool and distant hills.
She invited us for ice tea by the pool, and we were soon joined by her parents who introduced themselves as Matthew and Marge.
They told us about their older sons on veterinary exchange programs in Europe. One in the UK, and the other in France.
"We
have always had connections with France, we regularly buy yearlings in
Deauville, and both our families came from France some three hundred
years ago. They were Huguenots."
I was complimented for my English by Marge. "You don't sound like you need advance lessons..."
Adrien had to cross the T!
"Louise needs her SAT to attend an American college and university."
"Annabelle as well, and she is going to start the summer SAT cramming program at the village's high school."
Adrien dotted the i !
"Isn't that an excellent opportunity dear?"
"Huh... yes..."
Annabelle was enthusiastic. "We'll be like sisters!"
I anxiously smiled.
Next
we were joined by their foreman, and his wife announced that dinner is
ready. On the way back inside Adrien was asked if he rides.
"I do, but I don't have a Stetson!"
Matthew laughed and picked a white one from the coat rack in the hall, and
something dropped from with a loud klang. Annabelle hurriedly picked it
up and returned it onto the top shelve of that rack. She was fast, but I
had time to see a classic American paddle with black lettering for LAZY
GIRL MOTIVATOR.
Adrien hadn't noticed it, he was trying his Stetson.
It
was a lovely dinner, and nothing more was mentioned about the SAT. They
invited us to choose a movie to watch with them on their mega screen.
Later, and back in our suite I hissed. "You decided for me!"
"But... it was only about encouraging you..."
"Butt with two Ts for encouraging me to get my butt paddled!"
"Ah!"
"You were too busy trying your Stetson! You missed the paddle that dropped from the coat rack."
"Ah?"
"Yes,
a real wooden paddle with big black lettering for LAZY GIRL MOTIVATOR,
and Annabelle was real fast to return it back on top of that coat rack."
He laughed!
"Well, it can't be that severe since she flunked her SAT."
"You haven't seen it! Its big enough to smack both cheeks at the same time."
He was trying to sound reassuring, but I couldn't help imagining her having that paddle applied to her bottom.
It wasn't easy finding sleep with dah question of was it on the bare....
Louise dit Loulou
To be continued...
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