Chapter 6: Retreat

I.

The four lovely young women advanced. The big eared blonde retreated, hands held up to slow them. "Oh man, what do I do? Can't fight, somebody might get hurt. With Little Mary, probably me!"

"Ronnie, we know…" Bonnie purred.

"Know? Know what? No, I…"Sensei?"

I know you gave me a spanking, Ron-ron," Bonnie cooed, "and it was a spankin' spanking. I really needed one. And I need another one so I won't be a bad girl again. You wouldn't want me to be bad would you, lover?'

"Lover? No, no, no, loser, remember, Bon-bon, looser, right?" Ron continued his retreat. "Sensei, what do I do, what can I say?"

The girls advanced. Little Mary on the left of the semi circle, Bonnie on the right, Suzie and Melody pranced straight ahead.

Ron advanced backward until his legs collided with the chair Little Mary pulled behind him. She put a hand on each of his shoulders and held him down. Bonnie moved to kneel beside him; Melody and Suzie each grabbed a hand and sat on his knees.

"Now, Ronnie-poo, you know I was just flirting," Bonnie breathed in Ron's ear, "I've always liked you." She slid her hand under his jersey, caressing his taught stomach.

"Eeeep! B-B-Bonnie, what, what are you…"

Melody rubbed her soft cheek against his palm. "Ronnie, don't you think I'm beautiful anymore?" Her soft blue eyes stared tearfully into his.

"Gaaah…no…I mean… unfair…foul…no tears…that's …aba…aba…"

Suzie placed his hand on her backside. "I've tried so hard to meet your standards, Ron, don't you like me?" She pouted.

Ron's fingers automatically flexed, grasping the firm soft curve.

"Su-Su-Su…I-I-"Ron's liquefying brain grabbed a memory. "Stoppable-san, when you become panicked, remember your mantra. Close it around you like armor. Chanting your mantra will help you maintain composure. Remember, in calm there is control."

Little Mary pulled Ron's head to her chest; her soft pillows smothering his ears.

"Ron, I know I'm a big girl, but don't you like me?" Her muffled voice barely penetrated his fogging mind.

"Uh…big…beautiful…uh…I…I…" "Mantra, Ron-man, the mantra! Oh, yeah…Kimberly Anne Possible, Kimberly Anne Possible…"

Melody moved his hand from her cheek; she began licking and nibbling on his fingers. Suzie moved his hand from her 'cheek' and copied Melody.

"Kimberly Anne Possible…Kimberly Anne Possible…"

Little Mary slid her softness from around Ron's head, kneeling to begin licking and nuzzling his right ear. Her left hand played with the hair at the nape of his neck, her right caressing his jersey clad chest.

"Kimberly Anne Possible…Kimberly Anne Possible…"

"Ronnie," Bonnie breathed in his left ear, licking lightly at the whorls, "We've all been bad."

Little Mary's pearly teeth nibbled at his right ear.

"Kiggerly Anne Possible…ah…Kimberly Anne Possible…"

Melody's moist, warm tongue slid between Ron's fingers.

"Kimberly Anne Passable…Kimberly Anne Possible…Sensei?"

Suzie engulfed Ron's index finger, sliding her lips andwet tonguedown to its' base.

"Kaberly Anne Possible…Sensei, it's not working...Kimberly Anne Possible"

Melody tried to swallow two fingers, nibbling at her treat.

"Kimgerly Bam Plausible…" Two moist warm tongues tried to meet in the middle of his head…"KibbeerlyGannnPoss…Sensei!"

II.

"If I find Ron, I'll be sure to tell him you need to speak to him, Dr. Possible." Monique said as she edged toward the door.

"All right, Monique, you do that. But I still want to know what Ron is doing. I refuse to believe there are that many girls, including you and my Kimmie, who think they want a spanking."

Monique scurried faster. "Right, Mrs. Possible, we'll talk, promise, I, ah, I can't figure it out either, well, 'bye." Shutting the door, Monique released a relieved sigh. "What are we going to tell her?" She wondered.

Waking down the street, she pondered tonight's events. "What did Ron do to baby girl? What he did to me was WTG, but what he must have done…" Her steps slowed as her eyes began to glaze in speculation.

Nearing the corner, a blonde headed blur flew by, "Hi Mo, By Mo." The blur detoured through a yard, leaped a fence, and was gone.

"What the…Ron? Ron get back here." She yelled, staring at the fence he had leapt.

"Mo…Monique," a voice wheezed from behind her. "Did you see Ron?"

"Suzie? What are you doing?'

The brunette collapsed to the grass. "Trying…gasp…trying…pant…to catch…wheeze…Ron." Drawing a deep breath she looked up, "Why isn't that boy on the track team? I'm on the girl's team and I couldn't even get close."

A car screeched to a halt. Bonnie, Melody, and Little Mary piled out.

"Suzie, you lost him?"

"You let him get away?"

"Where did he go?"

"Yeah, sorry, he got away. But Monique saw him." Suzie managed.

"You saw him?' Melody asked.

"Where did he go?" Bonnie snarled.

"Yeah, Jenkins, where did Ron go." Little Mary growled.

Monique just stared at the four until a neon light began flashing behind her eyes. "Waaait a minute. You four weren't thinking of a little private party, were you?" Her anger began to bloom. "What did you do to Ron?"

"Nothing."

"Bonnie, Ron would not be running from 'nothing'. What did you do to him?"

"Nothing I tell you. We had him but…"

"He's tricky." Little Mary grumbled.

"Fast too." Melody chimed in.

"That's what I said." Suzie wheezed.

Monique glared. "You are going to tell me exactly what happened, or," she held up a silencing finger, "I tell the other girls and Kim that you tried to have a little private 'personal' time with Ron."

Four faces paled, "Monique, you wouldn't?"

"Try me."

"OK," Melody began hesitantly, "Bonnie and Mary caught him and things were going real well. At least, I thought they were."

"If that tent was any indication, Ron thought so too." Little Mary muttered.

Bonnie jumped in, "Yeah, but then…"

"I do not believe this!" Bonnie screamed.

Rising from the floor, tenderly massaging their bruised booties, Suzie and Melody asked plaintively, "What happened?"

"He fainted!" Little Mary moaned, gesturing at Ron's limp body. "Out cold."

"Some hero!" Bonnie spat, "He faces all those villains, all that danger, and he faints because of four little girls."

The four looked at each other as Ron's limp body slid to the floor.

"What do we do now?" Suzie pouted.

Three girls looked at Bonnie hopefully. Bonnie sighed, "I guess we wake him up and start…Grab him!"

"Damn!"

"Missed!"

"After him!"

"Like we said," Bonnie finished, "he's fast and he's tricky."

"Serves you right," Monique huffed, "Suzie and Mary weren't even…"

"Hey we helped take the heat from Mr. Barkin this morning, we deserve a reward." Little Mary flashed back, "You weren't there."

"I-I had to work." Monique began defensively, "but still…"

"That's past," Bonnie stated, "You're in now, Monique, and if you want in you've got to help. Where would Ron go? You know all of his hideouts."

"Not all of them," Monique equivocated, "but we can check his house and the tree house on the way to the lake. He has a favorite place there."

"Everybody in the car," Bonnie commanded, "We have a trickster to catch."

III.

"Man, are they ever persistent." Ron panted. After escaping from Bonnie's house, he had reached his home by back alleys and byways. Before he could collapse on his bed, he heard tires screech outside. Looking out the window he saw the girls jumping out of Bonnie's car, racing to his door. Without a second thought, he grabbed his backpack and ran to the back door. As he leapt the fence, he saw Little Mary come around the corner, heading for the tree house.

They were waiting for him at the lake. He had five minutes to catch his breath at the lookout before he saw the headlights. He didn't dare go to the water tower, he would be trapped. The arbor in the park gave him a few minutes rest, but they found him again. That was where he discovered how they knew his spots. Monique was guiding them. "See if I ever loan her my GWA passes again." Ron was quickly running out of options. He had to have help.

IV.

"I'm out of ideas," Monique admitted, "we almost had him in the park, but you were right, he's fast."

"Told you." Grinned Suzie, "Monday I'm telling the coach he has an undiscovered runner in school who can beat anybody on the team."

"That's wonderful for the track team," Melody objected, "but what about us?"

Little Mary was deep in thought. "Bonnie, where would Ron feel safest?'

"With Kim, but…you think he might be headed there? At this time of night?"

Monique brightened, "Yeah, he's spent the night there before. If we hurry, we might beat him."

Bonnie floored the accelerator.

V.

Ron saw the headlights coming around the corner as he ran up the silenced hover jet's ramp. "Hit it!" He screamed at the pilot. "Emergency power!"

The five leaped out of the car just in time to see the ramp retracting as the jet rose and headed out.

"Damn, damn, damn," Bonnie cursed, "how did he get a jet?"