Tina's growing pains (private co-op story)

[tTina]

Tina sat in her room playing on her computer. She wasn't anti-social as such, but she was definitely introvert (and could be described fairly as "socially awkward) never uncomfortable in her own company; almost always able to entertain herself, and if she didn't have her computer, or her books that she loved to read, she could always think up stories inside her head, to keep her occupied. She always felt better with a book, any book, really, even schoolbooks. She was a bit of a "geek", always having her homework done, and though she didn't like all subjects at school (math especially she hated with a passion), she always did her best. Tina loved History and English, though: The first because she'd always been curious as to the concept of "time", "past", and also "future" (she could be described as a "Trekkie" without the creepy fanaticism), and the second because she loved a good book.

At 13, Tina was at a crossroad between child and young woman, and had only just entered that awkward phase known as "adolescence" where everything became much more complicated than it had previously been. It hadn't been a years since she was quite happy to sit in her room and play with her dolls. She still did that, but now she felt kinda awkward about it, as if she was doing something "wrong", or at least something she didn't want anyone else to find out about. She was still, unbeknownst to herself, not quite as bent on "splitting off" from her parents as other teens were; not quite as busy showing herself as "my own person". Of course she did think of herself that way: "I'm my own person, I can do what I wan".....it was just that what she wanted seemed to be the same as what her Daddy said, quite a lot.

Tina was very much a Daddy's girl, and always had been. She loved sitting on Daddy's knee when she was younger, and sometimes still felt like crawling up on his knee to tell him of everything that happened at school today. She also knew, though, that she was expected to not do that, and thus, she tried to play the part she was expected to play: That of "cool teenager".
As all teenagers she wanted to fit in, and therefore could find herself doing something she didn't really want sometimes, in order to "be one of the group".

She was a strange mix of tomboy and "girly girl". She liked playing soccer, preferably as goalkeeper, but also loved being a "girly girl" with her friends: Shopping, pink, frilly dresses, make-up, etc. She also had to admit to herself, but did her best to hide it from anyone else, that she still loved the Disney-theme...so much so that her underwear-drawer was full of Disney.
As she sat in her room on this particular day, she was wearing her normal outfit: A semi-long skirt to just below the knees, and a loose-fitting blouse, with a pair of pink disney panties under. She wasn't obese by a long shot, but slightly chubby was fair to say, and she knew that she didn't have "the body" for wearing tight-fitting clothes. What she didn't know, in fact, was that one of the boys in her class had a crush on her; she didn't think this was even possible, and her lack of social skills made it more difficult for her to pick up.

As she sipped her diet coke and shot another zombie, she smiled. Today was a good day.

[grandfatherlytype]

Tina and her best friend Anna, who lives just a few doors down the street, are almost like two peas in a pod. The two girls are both thirteen, but Anna is just enough older, and she is the more aggressive of the two, so she is definitely the dominant part of this dynamic duo. Tina has blushingly shared with Anna that Lucas, one of the boys in their class, seems to have a crush on her.

Anna has been hanging around with Noah. He’s wanted Anna to sneak out and meet him at the park some night. Anna would love to do this, but not without another girl along. So with Tina’s news about Lucas, she goes into action. She’s cooked up a plan for this Friday night. Lucas is all for it, so now the only problem for Anna is to get Tina to come out of her shell. Tina is very leery, but Anna and Lucas are both very persuasive, so, kind of against her better judgment, Tina has agreed to the plan for the meet in the park. She’s actually excited about it as Friday night comes around.

Now the time has come, and the two girls have texted each other and agreed that it looks like the coast is clear. So Tina very quietly lets herself out of her bedroom window, meets up with Anna, and off they go. They haven’t been in the park too long when Tina sees Daddy’s car go by. Then it goes by in the other direction. Uh-oh!

Things haven’t gone quite the way Tina imagined with the boys anyway. Lucas has his hand inside her bra, on her breast. It feels – well, it feels nice, but she doesn’t know if she should be letting him do this, and what’s he going to try next? Behind her she hears Noah trying to get Anna to go down on him. The girls signal each other that it is time to be out of there, so they both run home as fast as they can.

Tina is oh so carefully climbing back in through her window when she almost jumps out of her skin as she hears Daddy roar at her, “Where have you been, young lady?” Her heart is pounding as she sees that he’s standing in the door from the hall into her room, looking very stern indeed.

“Oh, Hi Daddy…..”, comes a tiny little voice.

[tTina]

Tina had a nagging "This is a bad idea!"-feeling in the back of her mind all along; from the get-go. Of course she was also exited about Lucas! Who wouldn't be? But....she didn't like having to sneak out, and when she found herself at the park with Lucas, finally, she felt she was rapidly losing control of the situation.
Lucas didn't force himself on her in any way, but she still felt insecure and more than a little nerveous about what happened...the signals her body sent her were more powerful than anything she could remember, and she felt as if she was almost at the mercy of her own impulses.

She didn't know how she managed to somehow spot Daddy's car, but doing so, twice, even, brought her back to reality, and she and Anna decided it would be better to leave quickly. On the run home, she wondered what Daddy would say....she hadn't done anything like this before, so she didn't have a clue what to expect.
As she climbed in through the window, she almost had a heart attack hearing Daddy's voice raised. She couldn't remember him raising his voice like that in a long, long time, and also the sure surprise of it caught her off guard.

“Oh, Hi Daddy…..”, she says quietly and fidgets, playing with the hem of her skirt looking at the floor, not really able to look him in the eyes. "I...I was out", she continues, stating the obvious, but as she has never been good at keeping information from Daddy, she finds herself, almost unwillingly, continuing: "Uhm....at...at the park...", she finishes.

[grandfatherlytype]

Daddy looks at his crestfallen little girl, remorsefully hanging her head. Thank God she’s safe. There was real panic when the call came from Anna’s parents, enquiring if she was here; he checked and indeed Tina was missing also. He’d be willing to bet that sneaking out was Anna’s idea. That girl is a bad influence on Tina – always has been. Now he could skin both of them alive, but mostly he just wants to hold his precious daughter. “Come here, Honey,” he says softly. She rushes into his arms and he holds her close as she begins to sob. “Tina, my darling girl, you had me so worried and scared.”

“Oh Daddy, I’m sorry – I’m so sorry – please forgive me. I won’t do it again. Please, Daddy.”

He releases her from his arms and holds the weeping girl out at arm’s length, holding her shoulders. “Tina, I’ll forgive you, but not quite yet. And yes, by the time I’m through with you, I’m pretty sure that indeed you won’t want to do it again. Now look at me girl – you were in the park. And who else was there?”

Tina bites her lip. She doesn’t know what to do. She can’t tell on Anna, she just can’t.

“Tina, I got a call from Anna’s parents, wondering if she was over here. So I know she was in the park with you. And who else? Boys?”

So Anna is in trouble too. Well, she doesn’t have to try and protect her. “Yes, sir”, she replies miserably.

“And what were you doing?”

“Well, talking.” It was true, they did talk.

“Tina, don’t lie to me. Boys don’t talk girls into sneaking out and meeting them in the park in the middle of the night just to talk. Now I want to know what went on. Did you let a boy get into your pants? Exactly what did you let him do?”

“Daddy! NO! No – I didn’t! Nothing like that. We were just, well, sort of – necking – a little.” She wasn’t lying was she? Just because he got inside her bra, that still counts as necking doesn’t it, she was trying to convince herself?

“Tina, it’s late. I’ll deal with you in the morning. You get back into your jammies and get some sleep. I won’t wake you in the morning. You sleep as long as you need to. But when you wake up you are to get up – don’t lie around in bed. Get up, go to the bathroom, brush teeth, brush your hair and while you are still in your jammies, you report to me. Now give me a good-night kiss. Oh, and give me your cell phone. Hand it over, you’re not texting anyone tonight. And I’ll take your laptop with me too.”

“Good night Daddy. I love you.”

“I love you very much, precious girl.”

[tTina]

Tina woke up the next morning, the first few precious seconds after waking up oblivious to last night's events. It soon dawned on her, though, and she felt bad again. She hadn't meant to go behind Daddy's back like that, it just...happened that way. She let herself get carried away, and had gotten herself into a situation she didn't REALLY like...
Yes, it was fun being out late, and being with Lucas DID feel good, but she also felt like things could have gotten away from her pretty quickly.

As she brushed her hair, after having brushed her teeth, she wondered just how long she would be grounded for. She sighed...she couldn't tell herself it wasn't fair, but....yeah, she hated being grounded...and she hated the fact that Daddy was disappointed in her even more. She knew that his opinion shouldn't really matter to her anymore....but she couldn't escape the fact that it DID. She had this "knot" In her stomach.....she felt bad about herself and she didn't know what to do with it.

Tina finished brushing her hair, and headed down the corridor towards her room to get changed, when she remembered that Daddy had told her to come see him while still in her jammies. She looked down at herself in her pink two-piece Disney jammies and wondered why Daddy didn't want her to change, but she shrugged and decided that she'd better do as he said. Anyway, it was weekend and she didn't have anything to do, that she could think of anyway.

She went down the stairs into the living room where she could hear the TV - the news were on. Daddy sat in the couch and watched, as she entered and meekly spoke up.

"Uhm...hi daddy", she said, a feeling of deja vú washing over her.

[grandfatherlytype]

Daddy gets up and turns off the TV. “Good morning, Tina. Come here and give your old Daddy a hug. Oh, that feels so good! You know you’re Daddy’s precious girl, don’t you? But Honey, we have some unfinished business from last night, don’t we? You were a bad girl, Tina, and you’re going to have to be punished. But I think the first thing is, we’d better talk about what happened. I wish I could have you sit on my lap while we talk, like we used to, but I’m afraid you’ve gotten to be too big a girl to sit on Daddy’ lap. So I think you’d better just sit over here on the couch and look at me. That’s right.”

“Tina, I believe what you told me about what went on with that boy last night. I shouldn’t have suggested that you might have let him go too far. But Honey, what went on last night is about more than just what you should or shouldn’t do with a boy. It starts with being your own person and having your own rules and sticking by them. Anna has been your best friend forever, but she does tend to want to dominate you a little, doesn’t she? She’s not a bad girl, but she did go off the rails this time, didn’t she? And you let her take you along with her. It was her idea to sneak out and meet these boys, wasn’t it? Yes, I thought so. And you let yourself get talked into it, didn’t you?”

“Tina, you’re a shy girl, and you want to please. You want to please your Daddy, don’t you? And you’re feeling badly now because you displeased your Daddy, aren’t you? And you would have felt badly if you had displeased your best friend Anna by refusing to go along with her escapade, wouldn’t you? But of those two choices, which do you think would have been worse? You had to put aside your thoughts about how it would make Daddy feel, didn’t you? Do you think you made the right choice? You see, it comes down to what I have talked to you about before – good judgment. And I told you that at this point in your life, one way to use good judgment is to think about, is it something you would want Daddy to know about. If you had asked yourself that question, and made the answer to that question the most important thing, it would have made it easier to say no to Anna, wouldn’t it? Tina, it is simply wrong for young girls to sneak out to meet boys or for any other reason, and you could have just explained that to Anna, couldn’t you? Now I want you to continue to be best friends with Anna. But I want you to do some serious thinking about your relationship with her and with anyone else. Thinking about not letting anyone talk you into things against your better judgment.”

“Now about boys. Tina, girls your age start taking an interest in boys, and boys your age start taking an interest in girls. It is the most natural thing in the world. But the feelings and emotions associated with this can get out of hand. There is a term; “boy-crazy”, and I suspect that term may apply to Anna. Honey, I am not going to try to hold you back from associating with boys, or with some certain boy. But I must say I am wondering about this boy at the park. He may not have tried to go too far with you, I don’t know. But he was doing something wrong by being with you there in the park, just as you were. If he is a boy that you are actually interested in, I am going to want to know who he is and more about him. And I think you know for sure that at your age you are not going to be alone with him without supervision. Honey, I always want you to be able to talk to me about boys and about your feelings. Please don’t be embarrassed to do that, ok?”

Daddy pauses and looks away, rubbing his hands down over his knees. Then he looks back at his daughter with a more stern look. “Tina, you’re a good girl, and you’re my precious girl. But you’ve been a bad girl, and I’m going to punish you. But first, I’ve talked a long time. Do you have anything to say, or do you have any questions?”

[tTina]

Tina reluctantly sat down next to Daddy and looked up at him, her eyes wide. She looked down as he continued, fidgeting a bit in her seat as she felt him seeing right through her; his analysis spot-on, about how Anna had led, and she had followed....and she felt bad about herself because of it...she knew she shouldn't have let Anna talk her into it, but she didn't want to seem childish, so she had gone along...oh, if she only had a time-machine now!
She did like Lucas a lot! But the thought of bringing him home for Daddy's questions and all was...not pleasant. However, her thoughts didn't dwell long on this, as she heard the words "bad girl" and "punish"...something in the back of her mind turned on an alarm: This wasn't good at all!
Her head jolted up to look at him, and when he asked if she had something to say, she managed to stutter

"P...punish? H...how?"

[grandfatherlytype]

“Well, Tina, I want you to go get the hairbrush. Come back in here with the hairbrush, and I want you to stick that little nose of yours right in the corner over there. Take your glasses off so you can get right in the corner, so you’re seeing nothing but the two walls coming together right in front of your nose. Keep the hairbrush with you while you are in the corner.”

“You know the rules for corner time. You don’t have to stand absolutely rigidly still the whole time, but you’re not to be dancing in place either. No talking, no claiming you need to go to the bathroom. You take care of that first. You’re not to be singing to yourself; you’re to concentrate on why you’re there and on what you can learn from this experience and on what you intend to do differently in the future as a result of it.”

“I’ll set the timer. When the timer goes off, your corner time is over, and you’re to bring me the hairbrush that you’ve been holding. Now, off with you, girl. When you get back and I see that you’re in the corner, I’ll set the timer. Then I don’t want to hear a peep out of you until you’re out of the corner and you come to me with the hairbrush.”

[tTina]

Tina's eyes widened as she heard Daddy reply to her question. Her mind started to flood with images and memories from the last time she'd heard those words, and her hands immediately and subconsciously found their way to her bottom.

"But...but daddyyyy!", she whimpered, "Y...you can't do that! I...I...I mean....I'm too old for....for THAT now!", she finished, already shuddering remembering clearly her last spanking, though it was so many years ago. How it had HURT, and how embarrassing it had been! He just couldn't be serious... She was 13 now, almost an adult! He just...he just couldn't do it.
Her body language clearly showed her shock, and displayed her nerveousness clearly in stronger ways than she had the words to explain at the moment.

She continued, desperately

"Please not that brush daddyy pleease you never used thattt I'm sorry I won't do it again, I promise, just...just doon't", she whimpered, getting more and more desperate as she could see in Daddy's facial expression that he was serious about spanking her.

[grandfatherlytype]

Daddy looks at his poor frightened little girl. He feels so sorry for her that he just wants to take her in his arms and hold her and tell her she’s forgiven and that everything is ok. But he knows he must be firm. The girl deserves a spanking. But she seems really frightened of the brush. Maybe if I spank her as hard as I can with my hand it will be enough. I’m sure my big hard hand must really hurt on her poor little girlish bottom, especially when it’s bare. And the embarrassment will be just as effective with my hand as with the brush.

Tina, if you think you’re too old to be spanked, you’ve got another think coming, girl. You’re not too old, or too big either. And I’m sure you are sorry. But being sorry just isn’t enough. You’re going to have to learn a good lesson about this, and by the time I’m through with you, you will have learned your lesson and you’ll be a whole lot sorrier than you are now. But you’re right, I’ve never used the hairbrush on you and I guess I don’t need to start now. But you’ll feel the sting of my big hard hand, girl, I’ll tell you that for sure. Now get up and come with me. (I lead you over to the corner.)

Hand me your glasses, girl. Now you stick that cute little nose of yours right in the corner and you keep it there until the timer goes off. That’s right.