A Friend Who Cares 9 and 10

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A friend who cares is a friend who... spanks bare! - Chapter 9

"But... but is there room enough for her?" Vicky said, from the second-row seat of the car, where she was sitting next to Kenny. Behind them, in the third-row seat, was Lucy. At the front of the car, Kenny's mom sat in the pilot seat and Vicky's mom sat in the copilot seat. Both moms wore sunglasses and, for some reason, Vicky thought that it made them seem stricter, but she didn't care too much at the moment. "I mean, where would she sleep? In the couch?"

"That's not a problem at all," Kenny's mom said as she drove, heading toward Lindsey's house. "The condo is big enough. There are four bedrooms, so there will definitely be room for everyone."

"But... but..." Vicky went on. "H-how about food? Did we bring enough food for six people?"

"Are you kidding?" Vicky's mom said, turning her head halfway around. "We brought food for TWELVE people. You know that because you helped me pack it. What's this all about? Are you just trying to be annoying from the very beginning of the trip? I packed your wooden hairbrush, you know?"

"N-no, it's just... I just thought this was a family trip, that's all," Vicky said, fidgeting at the mention of the hairbrush. "I mean, Kenny and his mom are practically family, we've known each other since forever, but Lindsey is... she's..."

"She's my girlfriend," Kenny said, interrupting her. "And our moms already said that she could come. What's the problem? I thought you liked Lindsey."

"Like her?" Vicky said. "I mean, sure, I can hang out with her at the mall or something, but I wouldn't go as far as to say I like her."

"Why not?" Kenny said, looking annoyed. "She's fun, and smart, and..."

"Smart?" Vicky said, with a mocking smile. "Oh, pleeeaaase! She has a hard time in every class at school! And she's always talking about reality shows and stupid stuff!"

"You watch reality shows, too!" Kenny said. "And she IS smart, you just don't know her that well."

"And she'll be our guest in this trip, so stop talking about her like that this instant, Missy, or else!" Vicky's mom said.

"I don't know her? Of course I know her!" Vicky said, answering Kenny’s remarks, as if she hadn't heard her mom's warning. "I know she's an AIRHEAD! Your darling new girlfriend is a real airhead, you blockhead!"

"All right, that's it!" Vicky's mom said, rummaging through her purse. "Now where did I put that hairbrush? Kenny, be a dear and warm up my daughter's seat, will you? So she can learn what happens to rude little girls who don't settle down when they are told to. And I don't mean her CAR seat, of course."

"With pleasure, ma'am," Kenny said as he scooted to the middle of the long seat and then pulled Vicky across his lap, taking her by surprise.

"H-HEY! WAIT A MINUTE!" Vicky said, as she felt Kenny get a firm grip around her waist. "NO, PLEASE! WE'RE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE STREET, PEOPLE CAN SEEEEE!"

"The car's windows are heavily tinted," Kenny said as he easily peeled Vicky's lycra shorts -along with her underwear- down to her knees, revealing her plump, naked buns. "So don't worry, no one will be able to see through. There’s no need for the hairbrush, ma'am, I think I can handle this quickly enough."

"NOOO, PLEEAASE!"

*SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!*

"I'll start looking for the aloe vera, big sis!" Lucy said between giggles, leaning over from the backseat to enjoy the show. "It looks like you're going to need it way before we hit the beach!"

*SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!*

"OOWW! STOP! OOWW! I'LL BEHAVE! I'LL BEHAAAVE!"

*SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!*

"Do a good job, Kenny," Vicky's mom said, without turning around. "So she'll think twice before being rude again in this trip."

"Whatever you say, ma'am," Kenny said, and doubled the strength of his smacks, raining over Vicky's bare bottom.

*SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!*

"OOWW! I PROMIIIISE! OOWW! OOOOWWW!"

"These vinyl seats are really going to be uncomfortable after this is over...." Lucy said.

*SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!*

"Are we there yet, Kenny? And I’m not talking about the trip," Lucy said, and giggled.

"Not really, Lucy. We're only about halfway through your sister's lesson." Kenny answered.

*SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!*

"OOWAAA! I'M SORRYYY! OOWAAA! OOWAAAAA!”

"So, do you think the Hendersons are going to make it?" Vicky's mom said to Kenny's mom, engaging in casual conversation while the dramatic sounds of the spanking continued right behind them. "They said their condo would be quite close to ours. Maybe we can have a barbecue together, tonight or maybe tomorrow night."

*SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!*

"OOOOOOWW! NOOOO MOOOOORE!"

"That's a splendid idea!" Kenny's mom said. "They're a very nice couple, aren't they, the Hendersons? And their children are handsome, too, even though they’re absolute rascals. Did you know that Molly Davis once told me that the Henderson children had set her backyard on fire? I hope their parents have taken them down a peg or two since then."

*SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!*

"OOOOWW! KENNY PLEASE! OOOOWW! PLEEEAAAASE!"

"Speaking of Molly," Vicky's mom said. "Have you seen her new haircut? It's simply divine."

*SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!*

"OOWAAAAA! I'LL BEEEHAAAAAVE! OOWAAAAA!"

The spanking went on for a little longer, while both moms gossiped in the front seats and Lucy kept taunting her older sister from the back seat. A few blocks before they arrived at Lindsey's house, the spanking finally ended. Kenny pulled Vicky's underwear and lycra shorts back up, and Vicky sat up. She started a comical sitting-variation of the spanking dance, squirming and wiggling her burning behind over the seat, as if an army of ants had made its way into her undies. She cried, too, but when she realized that they were close to Lindsey's house she made an effort to reduce her crying, managing to turn it into a mixture of whimpering and soft weeping.

The car stopped in front of a large, beautiful house, and Kenny stepped out to go pick up his girlfriend.

"I g-guess I'd better sit in the- *sniff* -in the back with Lucy..." Vicky said, not wanting Lindsey to see her red, tearful face and reach some conclusions.

Vicky moved to the third-row seat, sitting (and still squirming) next to Lucy, who kept giggling at her. A minute later, Kenny put Lindsey's suitcase in the trunk of the car, and then him and Lindsey sat on the second-row seat.

"Hi, everyone!" Lindsey said, clearly excited. "Thanks for inviting me! This is going to be lots of fun!"

"Right... fun..." Vicky mumbled under her breath, frowning.

"Welcome aboard, Lindsey," Kenny's mom said, smiling at the pretty blonde girl. "Now let's go chase some sun, shall we?"

"Hi, Vicky!" Lindsey said, turning around to greet the pouting girl, as the car started moving. "What's the matter? You look a little upset. And flushed, too. AND you're sniffling. Are you feeling under the weather?"

"More like she's feeling the leather," Lucy said, giggling. "The car seat's leather, that is!"

"Huh?" Lindsey said.

"Shut up, runt!" Vicky said. "Um... don't worry Lindsey, I'll- *sniff* -I'll be fine. And, uh, congratulations on your new relationship, I guess..."

"Thanks!" Lindsey said, her clear eyes sparkling. "Isn't it great? I guess you and me are going to be like sisters from now on!"

"Sisters, right..." Vicky said, forcing out a smile to meet Lindsey's effervescent cheerfulness.

Lindsey turned back to chat with Kenny, and Vicky noticed that they were holding hands. There had to be something she could do to show Kenny just how much of an airhead Lindsey was, she owed her BFF that much. Yes, she would find a way; there would be plenty of opportunities at the beach. A devilish smile crossed her face, as her confidence started crawling back. She squirmed in her seat and endured Lucy's mocking faces. And she planned.

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About an hour later, they had arrived to the small beach town. The condominium complex was located at the far side of town, so it enjoyed some relative privacy and its beach was never too crowded. The condos themselves were organized in several small buildings with three or four condos each, which made the entire complex something of a maze, with two swimming pools somewhere in between.

From the parking lot, they walked to the front office, got the keys to their condo and then headed toward it. As they walked, Vicky thought that the whole place looked quite nice, the buildings' architecture showing a somewhat rustic, southwestern style that seemed to fit right with the ocean's breeze and sound.

When they had found their condo and stepped inside, Vicky learned that Kenny's mom hadn't been kidding: It was definitely huge! As they explored it, Kenny's mom explained that this had been, in fact, two condos originally, but they were now connected by a single door and rented as one. It was decided that Vicky's family would sleep in the two bedrooms from one half of the condo, while Kenny, his mom and Lindsey would sleep in the other half (which further separated Kenny from Vicky, in Vicky's mind).

"Can we go to the beach now, mom? Can we?" an excited Lucy said.

"Sure, just don't forget the sunscreen."

Vicky stepped into the bathroom and slipped into her red, once-piece swimsuit. Then she inspected the damage from her earlier spanking in the mirror, pulling up the bottom of her swimsuit in order to reveal more of her well-spanked buns. The swimsuit's color managed to camouflage the redness a little, although it probably wouldn't help much if someone looked at her bottom from a close distance. She hoped the ocean's water would help her bottom regain its natural color quickly enough.

The bathroom's door swung open and Lindsey –already in her pink bikini- stepped inside, faster than Vicky was able to react. "Oh! Sorry, Vicky, I didn't know you were here. I was just..."

Lindsey's words trailed off as her eyes found Vicky's bottom. Vicky blushed and hurried to turn around, but it was too late.

“Why... why is your bottom so red?" Lindsey said.

"I, um, I..." Vicky said, scrambling for an excuse. "I... I accidentally sat on the stove this morning?"

"You what?" Lindsey said, with an expression of disbelief.

Vicky sighed. "All right, I was SPANKED," she said, feeling completely embarrassed, but somehow a little relieved after revealing her secret. "Happy now?"

"You were WHAT? You mean... like, spanked on your BOTTOM?" Lindsey said, looking as if she was struggling to believe it.

"Of course on my bottom!" Vicky said, starting to feel a little annoyed.

"Oh my god," Lindsey said, placing a hand over her mouth, as if shocked. "You… you get spanked at your age? Like a five-year-old? So you, like, misbehaved this morning and then got spanked by-"

"-her mom," Kenny said, stepping into the bathroom and finishing Lindsey's sentence for her. "She gets spanked by her mom every now and then. It's obviously kind of embarrassing, so please don't tell anyone at school, ok?"

"Yes, of course," Lindsey said. "Oh my god, this is incredible! Getting spanked at our age, I mean. Don't worry, Vicky, your secret's safe with me."

"Yeah, thanks..." Vicky said, looking down and wrapping her arms around herself.

"Don't be so bashful, we're going to be like sisters now, remember?" Lindsey said. "Anyway, let's hurry to the beach. C'mon!"

Lindsey smiled and hurried out of the bathroom, leaving the other two kids alone.

"I guess I should thank you for the save," Vicky told Kenny.

"Don't mention it," Kenny said, shrugging. "It was going to be hard keeping it a secret from her anyway, now that she's my girlfriend. At least we can hide the fact that your regular spanker is actually a boy your own age."

"Yeah, I'm starting to enjoy the perks of having a new 'sister'," Vicky said, in a sarcastic tone.

"Like she said, let's just forget about it and hit the beach. Let's go!"

They walked out of the bathroom. At the far end of the living room, a sliding glass door led directly to a brief patch of grass outside, and then to the beach.

The four kids splashed into the ocean and Vicky's bottom found some relief in the cool water. As she let her rear end chill, her temper was still steaming hot - she was ready to strike back against her new, self-appointed 'sister'! So Lindsey thought that she could embarrass her in front of Kenny? Well, two could play the same game. Vicky's smile twisted and she submerged until the water covered the bottom half of her face, feeling very much like a shark stalking its unsuspecting prey…

To Be Continued...

A friend who cares is a friend who... spanks bare! - Chapter 10

The four kids were having a good time at the beach. They submerged and re-emerged from the water, and splashed each other playfully.

They were all laughing and distracted with their splashing, with the exception of Lucy, who had walked out of the water to go get some rubber foam balls to play with. Vicky thought that the moment was a window of opportunity to cause some trouble for Lindsey. She positioned herself behind Lindsey and waited until Kenny was underwater and Lindsey was about to submerge herself. As Lindsey jumped to dive underwater, Vicky's fingers took hold of one of the strings of her bikini top, and so Lindsey’s dive caused the knot to come undone. Then Vicky quickly moved away from the crime scene.

Kenny resurfaced first, with a radiant smile on his face. The sun shone over his wet, tan skin and Vicky thought that he looked even cuter when wet. Then Lindsey surfaced, with a smile of her own, and Kenny's smile suddenly disappeared.

"What?" said Lindsey, still smiling at Kenny, who now had a bewildered look on his face. "What is it? Is it something on my hair?"

Then Lindsey realized that he was not staring at her golden hair or even at her face, but somewhere lower. She looked down to see what he was staring so stupefied at...

"EEEEEEK!" cried Lindsey, hurrying to cover her bare chest with both arms. Her bikini top had come off, giving Kenny a fascinating show.

Vicky couldn't help herself and started laughing, thoroughly enjoying Lindsey's embarrassment. She confirmed, once again, just how much she enjoyed making other people blush. So the blonde princess thought she could invite herself to their beach trip? So she thought that she could invade what was supposed to be Kenny and Vicky's quality time? Well, she was going to find that payback was a bitch.

"Sorry! I'm sorry!" Kenny said, coming out of his stupor and looking away as he covered his eyes. "I didn't mean... I d-didn't mean to see!" He blushed just as deeply as Lindsey, which Vicky enjoyed, too.

Lindsey looked around until she found her bikini top floating nearby. She picked it up and hastily put it back on, taking care not to show anything again.

"It's... it's ok," Lindsey said, still looking quite mortified. "It must have slipped off with the water. It happens, I guess. You can look now."

Kenny looked at Lindsey. Then he looked at Vicky. Then he looked at Lindsey again. He seemed no to know what to say or do next. Lindsey didn't, either. It was an awkward moment for both of them and Vicky found herself enjoying it greatly.

"I found them!" Lucy said, as she walked back into the water, carrying a couple of hand-size rubber foam balls. Vicky silently cursed at her younger sister for ending the delightfully awkward moment.

"Um, g-great!" Kenny said, glad for the chance to change topics. "Let's play catch! You come with me, Lucy."

Kenny and Lucy moved away to get some distance between themselves and the two other girls, in order to throw the balls from a distance. Vicky took notice that Kenny had asked Lucy, and not Lindsey, to join him. She thought that he was probably still shy from what had just happened, and so he probably wanted to get a little distance from Lindsey at the moment. Good. Anything that would pull them apart was good news, in Vicky’s judgment.

"OMG, that was soooo embarrassing!" Lindsey said to Vicky, once they were out of Kenny's earshot. "Can you believe what just happened? And on the first day of our new relationship!"

"Yeah, it's probably a bad sign," Vicky said.

"W-what? Do you mean, a bad sign for my relationship with Kenny?"

Vicky shrugged and twisted her lips. "Well, I'm just saying, you know, bad stuff happens when there's a bad vibe going around. Some people just don't work together, I guess."

"Are... are you serious? You think that Kenny and I... that it won't work between us?"

"Hey, it was just a bad sign, that's all I'm saying. Just one, so far. If more bad stuff starts happening these days, then you might want to start doing some serous thinking about this new relationship. It's all about conflicting auras and energies, you know? My aunt is always talking about that. Gotta watch the signs, the energies."

"Energies, right..." Lindsey said, arching an eyebrow at Vicky as if not entirely convinced. As if a little suspicious, maybe?

"Catch!" Kenny shouted from a distance, and the girls' attention turned skyward, where the two balls were flying toward them.

The kids played catch for a while and soon enough they were all having fun again. Too soon, for Vicky's taste. She watched Lindsey smiling and realized that the awkward moment was getting further and further away from them. She though that she needed to do something that lingered further. Something that stung for longer.

Then fate rewarded her, or so she concluded when she swam to pick up one of the balls that she had failed to catch, and she saw something underwater. She blessed the water's clarity as she was able to clearly see the sea urchin lying on the sand. She had been talking about signs to Lindsey, not really believing in it at all, but now here was one: A sign that the universe was conspiring to help in her naughty quest. A weapon handed to her with perfect timing. Perhaps her Aunt Brunhilda was not that crazy, after all.

She looked back and confirmed that Lindsey was still distracted with the game. Then, with a wicked smile, she reached down and touched the small sea urchin with the rubber foam ball. She saw that the sea urchin got stuck on the ball and then she started swimming back slowly and quietly toward her unsuspecting target, in a very shark-like manner, her black hair flowing snake-like across the water as she went. She could hear the 'Jaws' theme song in her head as she approached her prey, and silently thanked her mom for being such a fan of old horror movies.

Lindsey laughed as she saw Kenny miss a catch and splash into the water spectacularly. "C'mon, boyfriend, wake up!" she called out. "It looks like even Lucy has better refle-EEEEEYOOOOOOOOWW!"

Lindsey jumped up higher than Vicky would have anticipated. Vicky immediately committed to memory the exquisitely funny and absolutely delightful (to Vicky) image of Lindsey in mid-jump, complete with the small sea urchin stuck on her bottom's right cheek (the ball had been shaken off the spiny thing), as well as her comical expression of intensely painful surprise. It took a great effort from Vicky not to burst out laughing right there and then.

In a panic, the blonde girl splashed out of the water in long strides, not even waiting to investigate what it was that had just stung her. The small sea urchin bobbed up and down as she walked, still stuck on her plump posterior. Kenny hurried toward his girlfriend, and Vicky walked out as well, biting her lips from the inside of her mouth as she kept trying very hard not to laugh.

"OOOWW! OOOWW! TAKE IT OFF! TAKE IT OOOOOOOFF!" cried Lindsey, once she had turned her head to discover the spiny sphere stuck to her rear end.

Kenny quickly picked up one of their towels, grabbed the sea urchin with it and pulled it off his girlfriend's teenage behind.

"OOOOOOOWW!" Lindsey cried out, as the thing was pulled out in a less than gentle manner. Tears were already forming in her eyes.

"Sorry! Sorry!" Kenny said. "Oh man, there's... there's still spines stuck on your bottom. Let's go get mom so she can-"

"No!" Lindsey said, interrupting him. "I don't want her to see this! Oooww... It's embarrassing! Besides, oooww... I d-don't want to be a party-pooper in your family trip, Ken. Oooww..."

"Of course you're not a party-pooper, this is just an accident!" Kenny said. "Anyway, if you're really that embarrassed, we don't go have to go there. Maybe Vicky can pull the spines off."

"Sure!" Vicky said, already planning to do it in the most painful way possible. "I can lend a hand, don't worry!"

"N-no, I want you to do it, Kenny..." Lindsey said. "You're my boyfriend now and I want you to take care of me. Maybe... maybe this happened so you can start taking care of me, you know? In a very, VERY painful way, yes, but maybe we can still see this as a good sign, right Vicky? Ooooooww..."

Vicky was speechless. How could Lindsey see this as something potentially good? How can anyone see the bright side in such a thing? But this was classic Lindsey, always seeing the good in everything, always shining a bright light wherever she went. It was absolutely frustrating! She was even turning around Vicky's speech about bad signs, which was even more irritating! "R-right," Vicky reluctantly answered. "If you say so..."

"Well, ok then," Kenny said, sitting on a towel over the sand. "I guess we'd better get to it. Get across my knees."

Lindsey hesitated at first, but the sting of the spines on her fanny urged her forward, since she wanted to get them off as soon as possible, so she obediently lay down across Kenny's lap. Watching the prickled bottom before him, Kenny suddenly found the image very familiar. He swallowed, blushed, and realized that his hand was itching – their positioning made it feel very much like a spanking moment. And the close-up helped confirm something that he had known beforehand: Lindsey had an incredibly gorgeous bottom! He delicately pulled up the bottom hem of Lindsey's bikini, in order to reveal more of her shapely, milky-white buns (definitely whiter than Vicky's tan skin, he thought), unintentionally giving Lindsey a wedgie in the process.

"H-HEEEEY!" Lindsey cried out in embarrassment. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"

"Sorry Lindsey, I have to uncover the affected area as much possible," Kenny said. "Please keep still, this is delicate work."

"O-ok, go on... *sniff*" Lindsey said, still weeping softly from the stinging pain. "I trust you."

Vicky saw that the words brightened up Kenny's face, filling him with confidence, and she grumbled through her teeth in exasperation. What was this, freaking 90210? She wanted to vomit.

Kenny reached out and carefully took hold of one of the spines between thumb and forefinger. Then he started pulling it out slooowlyyy...

"OooooOOOOOWW! Lindsey cried out, as the flesh pulled out a little, along with the spine. Then the spine was plucked out completely and her flesh returned to its rightful place. Vicky imagined hearing a funny sound as the spine came out: *PING!* "OOOOWW! OH SHIT IT HUUUURTS!"

'Shit'? Did she say 'shit'? Had Lindsey Graham -princess of every known virtue- just cursed?

"Um, I... I mean..." Lindsey said, blushing. "I d-didn't mean to curse..."

Kenny chuckled. "Don't sweat it, it's the least you could do under the circumstances. I know I would be cursing lots worse, in your place!"

Lindsey forced a smile and looked downward, trying to hide her blushing face. Vicky loved the fact that Kenny could now start learning that his delicate princess wasn't diamond-perfect after all. Cursing was a good first step, and Vicky wondered how much dirt she could dig out of the blonde, 14-year-old girl, until Kenny could realize that she was a mistake for him.

*PING!*

"OO-OO-OOWW!" Lindsey cried out as the second spine was plucked out. Tears were now flowing down her cheeks and creating wet spots on the sand below her face. "Oh god, it hurts!" *PING!* OOOOOWW! H-how many more...?"

"Um..." Kenny said, not sure how to answer the question.

"Well, what do you think, Lucy?" Vicky asked her younger sister, who seemed to be enjoying the show, too. "You've always been good at math, care to guess?"

"I'd say... about two hundred and fifty, maybe?" Lucy said and started giggling.

"WHAAAT?" Lindsey said, horrified.

"I'm sorry Lindsey, but seriously, that thing left a lot of spines!" Kenny said. "We'll be here for a while. Just try to be patient."

*PING!*

"YEEEE-OOOOOOWW! I HATE IT I HATE IT I HATE IIIIIIIT!"

*PING!*

"OOOOWW! OOOOWW!"

"So what do you guys want to do later?" Vicky said, relaxing over the fresh, wet sand and trying to make small talk, as if nothing out of the ordinary was going on, even though she was greatly enjoying Lindsey's howling. She though that Lindsey’s little-girl voice made her cries sound even funnier.

*PING!*

"OOOWAAAAAAAAA!"

"How about sandcastles?" Lucy said, taking a cue from her sister. "I mean, Lindsey's bottom looks like it would make a nice wall of spikes," she giggled.

*PING!*

"WAAAAAAA! OOWAAAAAAA!"

"I'd say it looks like you're starting a very prickly relationship, Kenny!" Vicky said, giggling along her sister. "Good thing you're such a great fanny doctor."

*PING!*

"OO-OO-OOOWW! SHIT-SHIT-SHIT-SHIT!

"Such a dirty mouth!" Lucy said. "I guess you'd expect that in such a thorny situation,"

*PING!*

"WAAAAAAAAAA!"

"Her dialogue may be filthy, but she's proving to be a good actress," Vicky said. "I'd never seen such a good impression of a pin cushion!"

"Simmer down, you two!" Kenny said. "I'm trying to get to bottom of this problem, so stop it with your sharp, stinging comments!"

*PING!*

"OOWAAAAAAAA! Y-YOU TOO, KENNY?"

"Oh! S-sorry!" Kenny said. "I didn't mean it like a pun, I promise!"

"W-whatever, just get it over with as quickly as possible!" Lindsey said.

"Ok, ok, I'll pick up the pace."

*PING!*... *PING!*... *PING!*... *PING!*... *PING!*... *PING!*...

"OOOWW! OOOWW! OOWAAAAA! OOWW-OOWW-OOWWWWW! EEE-YOOOOOOWW!"

The spine-plucking went on for quite a while longer. Luckily for Lindsey, the beach was almost empty at the time, and only a couple of other kids wandered close to them and giggled at the proceedings. Lindsey had never felt so humiliated in her life. Vicky and Lucy enjoyed the show immensely, giggling all the while. Kenny was surprised to see that by the end, Lindsey was crying just as loud as if she had received a good, hard spanking. He felt sorry for his girlfriend and hoped that the rest of the day would pass without further incident. First the accidental chest-flashing and now this. How could things start getting out of hand so soon?

After every spine had been painfully plucked out of her stinging behind, Lindsey did a brief spanking dance, even though she had not been exactly spanked. She checked her hurting buns to find that small red spots were now adorning the prickled zone. She continued crying softly, out of both pain and embarrassment.

"Easy now, easy," Kenny said, trying to calm her down. "You've got to take a shower now. I'll check the internet on my phone, back at the condo, to make sure that this kind of sea urchin is not venomous. I'm pretty sure it isn't, but we'd better make sure just the same."

"V-venomous?" Vicky said, suddenly worried. "Oh man, I wanted it to sting, but I didn't mean to poison h-"

"What?" Kenny said. "What. Did. You. Just. SAY?"

"Oh, brother..." Lucy said, as if she had understood. Lindsey was still busy with her crying and hopping, so she hadn't heard Vicky's words.

"Uh, I meant... I meant..." Vicky said, her mind racing for words and her face turning red.

Kenny felt a buzzing in his ears and something in his brain waking up and starting to work - the part of the brain that fitted puzzle pieces together. He had been asking himself just how could so much trouble happen in such a short span of time. He felt like an idiot for not suspecting it sooner. The answer was almost always the same, when trouble happened around him: Vicky was up to her usual naughtiness yet again. But this time, his new girlfriend had been the target. Vicky had deliberately caused pain and shame to Lindsey, but he was on to her now. He was going to stop this before the mischievous brat managed to ruin their weekend getaway. And he knew that there was only one language that Vicky understood.

"Lindsey," Kenny said, his blazing eyes still locked with Vicky's trembling ones. "Go take a shower while I check that on my phone. Vicky will help me, she's good with internet searches."

"She is?" Lindsey said, still wincing from the pain.

"I...I am?" Vicky said, looking growingly worried.

"Yes, she is," Kenny said. "You should see her when she gets warmed up. And right now she's definitely going to get warmed up, aren't you Vicks?"

"Um, I g-guess so..." Vicky said, swallowing. She knew exactly what he meant. "You... you go right ahead and take a long shower, Lindsey. Kenny and I will get... to the bottom of this, I suppose..."

"That's exactly right," Kenny said.

Lucy giggled and wanted to join the 'search' party, but Kenny instructed her to stay and build a sandcastle or something, or maybe go join their mothers, who had gone for a long walk along the beach. The 12-year-old girl grumbled at first, knowing that she was going to miss the fireworks. Then she made some mocking faces to her older sister, teasing her about her upcoming 'warming up'.

Vicky was already shivering with terrifying expectation when the three kids started walking toward the condos. It was good thing that the twin-condos were so big, she thought, since that way Lindsey could be showering at one condo while Kenny and herself could get down to business in the other condo, probably in one of the bedrooms.

She lowered her head, resigned to her fate, as Kenny led both of them by each of his hands. A 14-year-old boy with two blushing 14-year-old girls in tow, both of whom were rubbing their rear ends with their free hands - one girl due to the terrible sting already prickling her bottom, the other girl due to the terrible sting that was about to prickle hers in a minute. Vicky thought that this trip was getting off to a really explosive start!

To Be Continued...

(The End)