May I stand?

Barbra came in to get the girls. Sarah put her pants back on. She winced as she pulled her shorts on but these days she had gotten used to wearing a sore bottom and pretending she wasn't embarrassed. Truthfully, she always felt like everyone knew, but she wanted to salvage as much pride as she could.

On the other hand, Shelly tried to get her jeans up but relented. She knew her mother wouldn't hesitate to pick up the wooden spoon if she wore pajamas, so she got out a light skirt and folded her jeans, putting them away. She decided to take the gamble of leaving her panties to give her bottom time to recover. Bruises were forming and she wanted relief.

In the dining room, Sarah winced and squirmed as she sat down. Shelly asked "mother, may I stand for dinner?" Her mother got a pillow from the living room and returned saying "no, but you may kneel at the table." Barbra put the pillow on the floor and took the chair to the corner. Shelly was embarrassed, but knew she didn't want to sit on a hard chair.

Watching Sarah squirm and Shelly kneel, Barbra knew both girls were humiliated. After dinner, the girls did their chores. It was Sarah's night to do the dishes and Shelly's night to clear the table and put away the leftovers. Barbra and Chuck showered and went to the living room to watch TV.