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8 December 2017 - A Christmas Pageant Part 7 by Jack
By: Jack Date: December 7, 2017, 5:05 pm
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A miracle happened on Monday night, after I got home. Mom and
Dad agreed to let Nick and me go to the Thursday night sneak
preview of The Last Jedi. I was so excited I even hugged Dad,
then I called Nick right away. He had a debit card, so he got
on the computer and bought our tickets, then we talked out the
plans.
When I arrived at Church Tuesday, I talked to Simon for a
minute. I showed him the list Tate and I were working on. He
was standing right next to me. Without thinking, I kind of
leaned into him, so our bodies were resting against each other.
Instead of moving away, he draped his right arm over my
shoulder, then started pointing with his left hand, as we asked
a couple of questions and suggested we reprioritize a couple of
things.
After his questions, he moved away, and we went to the back room
for a minute, so we could look at a couple of things.
The other kids started arriving, and he took off to make sure
where everyone was. Tate helped me get everyone started on
their projects, and he watched the list to make sure the higher
priority projects that hadn’t been started were assigned to
someone.
As people were getting their projects, most of them stopped to
hang their coats or jackets up on the row of hooks on the wall.
Daniel was with those, but he not only took off a jacket, he was
wearing a flannel shirt below that, and that came off as well.
Below that was a snugly fitting, white Under Armour ColdGear
shirt. Not surprising he was pretty warm.
When all the kids had their projects, Tate and I went back to
work, sorting and separating what was left to do. He kept up a
constant stream of chatter, and I was talking to him, between
keeping an eye out the door on the other kids.
“Am I doing better?”
“Huh?” was my clever response.
“You said I was playing too much yesterday. Am I doing better
today?”
“Oh, sorry. Um - yeah…. Some” I added playfully.
“Some?” he protested, but you could tell he knew I was joking.
“Well, what would your dad say? Would he say yes, or would he
just spank you?”
“Not for that!” he protested with a laugh.
“Oh, no? Not even a little?”
I dropped the clipboard and grabbed him around the waist. Tate
laughed aloud as I picked him up, propped my left foot in a
chair, and dropped him across my upraised knee.
“No, no,” he cried out, as I gave his bottom a light smack, then
a quick rub.
“Not even just one or two?”
He was wiggling as he argued no again, so I let him back up.
“Well… Yeah, I guess you’re doing a pretty good job today,” I
finally answered him with a smile, and he smiled back.
“No wonder your Dad wouldn’t spank you like that,” I added,
shaking my hand. “Those jeans are too thick.”
“Oh, Dad never uses his hand,” was Tates reply.
I was desperate to continue that conversation, but a kid stuck
his head in, asking how to finish something, so I had to move
on, and I had Tate go back to work on his own project.
Things went well the rest of the day. I did catch Daniel
pausing to stretch. He’d untucked his shirt, and I noticed he
was wearing Fruit of the Looms again. They were a solid, light
blue, that matched the color of a pair of boxer briefs I had,
but I think they made briefs in that same color, so I still
wasn’t sure what he wore.
“Those things aren’t great for indoors, are they?”
He jumped a bit as I spoke to him, but then he made a face and
shook his head.
“Naw, I took it off at school. I woulda done it here, but then
I would have had to work in the flannel, which woulda been a
pain.”
“How you doin?” I asked nodding towards his project.
“I’ll finish this one today,” he replied.
We stood there for a moment.
“Excuse me,” he said after the pause, “I gotta take a leak.”
“Me too,” I replied.
We walked over to the bathroom, and stood next to each other,
but they have those boards between the urinals, so I couldn’t
see anything.
“Looking forward to Christmas Break?” I asked. “Stupid
question,” I added without a pause. “I mean, you got any big
plans?”
“Kinda” he replied, glancing at me. “It’ll be nice to be outta
school, but I got this cousin - Mike. He always stays with us
for part of the holiday, and it seems like me and him always end
up getting in trouble.”
“How old is he?”
“He’s eleven, but I’m about nine months older, so he’s only in
fifth grade.”
“Does your dad spank him?”
“Yeah, more than he does me, sometimes. Mike’s kind of a brat
sometimes, though you’d think he’d learn not to push Dad. It’s
kind of funny, when he ticks Dad off, but it’s embarrassing when
he gets me in trouble with him.”
I wanted to hear a lot more about that, but Daniel had already
zipped up. We couldn’t talk while he washed his hands, and then
he turned to look at me, while I was zipping.
“Back to work - later.”
“Later.” I replied.
That evening, when the kids were leaving, and I was double
checking that everything was put away, Kyle came up to me. He
seemed both nervous and excited.
“Spencer, my dad wants to talk to you.”
I wasn’t sure what it was about, but I followed him outside.
“Sorry. I would have called you, but we don’t have your
number,” he said, holding out his hand.
I shook it.
“No prob,” I assured him. What’s up?”
“Well, Kyle really seems to like you. His mom and I don’t get
similar schedules very often, so when we had one this week, we
were hoping to get a date night. The problem is that Kyle’s
grandmother was going to sit them, but she’s coming down with
the flu. We were wondering if you’d be able to watch him and
his little brother Friday night.”
I hesitated. I’d never really sat anyone, except watching Marty
a couple of times. Not that I had any problem with it. I
didn’t except Kyle would act up again, but I thought of the way
Tate and I had played around a bit earlier, and knew I’d do it
if my parents would let me.
Mr. Stowe mistook what I was thinking though.
“I know it’s short notice, but we could pay you forty dollars.”
Wow! That was enough for me to pay Nick for the Star Wars
ticket and have some left over.
“Let me check with my parents,” I answered, quickly calling Mom,
who was happy to agree.
I went back inside to make sure everything had been put away.
As I walked into the storage room, there was a loud noise, and a
sudden sting on my butt, plus a yelp.
I turned to face Tate, while trying to look blase and ignoring
the sting in my rear. Tate was shaking his hand.
“You should have checked where my wallet was before you tried
swatting me. C’mere!”
“No,” he protested, laughing as he tried to dodge away from me.
He didn’t resist too hard, though, as I grabbed his arm and
pulled him to me.
Back over my knee, I patted him a couple of times, then stopped
with my hand resting on his rear.
“Say, didn’t you say your dad didn’t use his hand?”
“Yeah,” he said nervously.
“Does he spank on your jeans?” I asked nervously, trying to keep
my voice steady.
“Most of the time.”
“Well, if I’m gonna use my hand, maybe I should take those down
for you.”
“No way,” he protested, giggling, but obviously trying to squirm
off my leg now.
I gave another couple of mild swats, and a quick rub, then let
him up.
“Your wallet’s in your left pocket?” Kyle asked.
“I let you keep your pants on, buddy, so you just behave
yourself.
He laughed, but quit trying to swat me. Instead, we got
everything put away, said goodbye to Simon, and I walked Tate
home again.
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Re: 8 December 2017 - A Christmas Pageant Part 7 by Jack
By: Zyngaru Date: December 7, 2017, 6:49 pm
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Uh Oh! Kyle and his brother better be good now. Spence is
going to be left alone with the two of them. I feel some OUCH!
time coming.
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Re: 8 December 2017 - A Christmas Pageant Part 7 by Jack
By: David M. Katz Date: December 8, 2017, 1:09 am
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Hmmm . . . Tate still intrigues me.
I think the sitting with Kyle and brother will go smoothly.
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Re: 8 December 2017 - A Christmas Pageant Part 7 by Jack
By: kalico Date: December 9, 2017, 9:05 am
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Uh oh can't wait to see how the baby sitting night goes... lol
Thanks for sharing
Hugs kal
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Re: 8 December 2017 - A Christmas Pageant Part 7 by Jack
By: Leti Date: December 9, 2017, 8:46 pm
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Simon is getting to more involved with the Tate and Kyle, Simon
and Daniel.
Great story
Hugs
Leti
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Re: 8 December 2017 - A Christmas Pageant Part 7 by Jack
By: Adric Date: July 6, 2019, 5:23 pm
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$40 plus the sitting opportunity he wanted anyway. Pretty good
luck for Spence.
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