Carol Intervenes !

Carol was deciding how best to deal with the scene in front of her. Debbi and the gang had emerged from the exit to the haunted house and Debbi was still being harangued by the owner's wife for the trouble she had caused. One of the boys was topless, having gallantly loaned Debbi his black Iron Maiden t-shirt, which provided her with some cover but proved to be totally inadequate to prevent glimpses of her panties and bare ass as she struggled to get away from the enraged woman. "Your mother would be ashamed of you" Carol heard the woman cry and this gave Carol an idea.

"Deborah" she yelled as she approached the group in mock outrage. She knew that Debbi was not a Deborah, having heard often enough that her colleague had been christened simply Debbi without an 'e' ! But she knew how irate parents would address their errant children by their full name when angry with them, rather than by any affectionate diminutive. She did the same with her own daughter, calling her Charlotte instead of Charlie under such circumstances.

"Is this your daughter ?" the woman from the haunted house demanded ? Ordinarily, Carol would have bridled at being mistaken for Debbi's mother, the ten year age gap wasn't so great. But needs must. Ignoring the woman, she laid into Debbi. "You bad girl, what have you been doing ? Where's your dress ?" she demanded, grabbing the hem of the t-shirt and lifting it slightly to emphasize her point. Debbi began trying to explain. Carol knew that her friend would get off on the experience in retrospect but at the moment, she could see that Debbi was genuinely flustered and embarrassed by the unexpected escalation that losing her dress had caused.

"She needs a good spanking" the stall owner's wife insisted. "You know, you could be right" Carol agreed, as the woman offered her a chair from behind the counter. "Nooo" wailed Debbi but while Debbi was the more athletic, Carol had always been the stronger of the two and she was able to pull her across her lap, lifting the t-shirt up her back.

Slap ! "That's for causing this lady all that trouble." Slap ! "That's for losing your dress." Slap ! "That's for the money that's coning out of your allowance to pay for a new dress." Slap ! "That's for embarrassing these poor boys and showing me up in front of all these other people."

After the mandatory six, Carol pulled Debbi up by her ear. "Come on young lady, I'm taking you home. You're grounded for a week. And give this young man his shirt back !"