Try to sneak in...

You first peek around the corner of the building to see that there’s no one there.

Then you quickly run around the corner and quietly open the door. So as not to be seen, you scramble to along on your hands and knees, and you get just a few feet from the desk when you hear a toilet flush.

Realizing that you’ve seriously overlooked something, you quickly try to stand up to at least make it look like you weren’t sneaking around, but you don’t even manage to get off your knees before you hear the ranger.

“Stop right where you are! Who the hell are you and what the hell are you doing? Trying to sneak in here and steal something…… why the hell don’t you have any clothes on? Is this some kind of prank? Some kind of dare?” the ranger demanded a response.

“No, no, look, some guys took my stuff and brought it here. They left a note on my car! I just came to try to get it, and…umm… they took my clothes! So I was just trying to get it without being seen!” You tell the small lie to try to make the situation a little less crazy.

There’s a prolonged pause in the conversation, and you’re really not sure what is going through the ranger’s mind.

“Honestly, I don’t care what you’re going here. You snuck in here, and that gives me more than enough reason to detain you. Put your hands behind your back.” The ranger demanded.

You couldn’t think of anything useful to do, except do what he tells you, so you put your hands behind your back, and you feel of the cool metal of hand cuffs against your wrists. The cuffs are shut tight, and the ranger picks you up off of your knees and stands you up. Holding the chain, the ranger bends you over the desk that has your stuff on it.

“Look, I’m seventeen, ok. Don’t do anything that you’ll regret!” You say, bluffing.

“Oh dear, well, that’s too bad. I wish I had your wallet here so I could verify that… Oh wait! I do have your wallet right here,” the ranger said, picking up your wallet and glancing at it, “that’s funny, says here that you’re nineteen. It’s not very nice to lie to law enforcement. Sadly, I can’t actually arrest you. What I can do, is “dissuade you”, and we really like dissuasion around here,” as the ranger was talking, heard him opening a cabinet behind you.

A second later, you hear the whoosh of air, and feel the stinging clap of some hard, flat object. Then, while you’re still in shock, the second wallop lands on your ass, causing tears to well up in your eyes.

Wait! Please, stop, I’ll do whatever you want! Whatever!” You yelp out, as the third smack connects with your bottom.

“Little girl, I don’t want anything from you. What I want is for you punk kids not to come down to my park make trouble. What I want is for you not to try to sneak in to my ranger station, and I’ve found that this right here is a pretty good way for me to get what I want,” the ranger didn’t sound remotely persuaded to take it easy on you.

The ranger spanked you at least six more times with his paddle, leaving your butt numb. Finally, the ranger removed the cuffs, shoved your stuff in to your arms, and sent you on your way. You decide to head back to the beach and take a nap to let your sore butt heal a bit before you hop in the car.