Chapter 11

Peter was sitting in the kitchen enjoying a fresh brewed cup of coffee with his wife when his mother walked by and said in passing, "Follow me Peter and let's get your punishment over with as well," and continued through the kitchen and up the stairs leaving Peter in shock with the abruptness of the request.

"Peter! You know better than to keep me waiting," Carolyn's voice wafted down a few minutes later as she waited at the top of the stairs.

Peter got up hastily with "But Mom," that quickly changed to a "Yes ma'am," a minute later.

El looked at Satch and sighed, "at least I won't have any trouble staying warm tonight," and got up to rummage for two pillows to go in the chairs of Peter and Neal for lunch.

"Mom, I was hoping that you would forget this since I have learned my lesson on not taking a flu shot with all of your home remedies I had to take," pleaded Peter as he walked into his bedroom to find his mother with hairbrush in hand waiting.

"Now son when have I ever let a punishment go by because of sickness. I spanked your bottom as soon as you got over your rehabs of pneumonia as soon as you were well. I didn't punish you for catching it the first time but for catching it after you disobeyed me by getting up too soon after getting over it the first time and playing," she reminded him with a smile. "If you had accompanied your wife when she went for hers you wouldn't be in this position now but no you had to watch some ball game instead…well after I'm finished you will realize that your health is more important than some old game on the television," she added as she motioned for him to come closer.

Reluctantly Peter did as was expected of him and went over to the only table in the room, El's dressing table and dropped his pants and bent over. He had only been in that position for a minute or two before he felt the first lick…hard against his buttocks and let out a yell of pain "Yeoowww," and followed it with two more as the hairbrush fell hard against his backside. "Owww…owww…owww…owwww

…owww…owww…owwww…owwww…owww," Peter continued to cry out with each lick until the licks stopped and he felt his mother's arms around him pulling him into her embrace.

"Y-you haven't l-lost your t-touch any M-Mom," he stuttered as he tried to get his emotions under control.

"I'm sorry that I was forced to do that son but I love you too much not to correct you when I see a need. I bet the next time El asks you to come along with her for a flu shot you won't think twice about doing so," Carolyn said as she gave Peter a kiss on the cheek.

"No ma'am of that you won't have to worry," Peter said with a smile as he kissed her back. "I'm going to rest up here until lunch is ready if you don't mind…maybe by then the sting would have lessened and I'll be able to sit and enjoy lunch."

Carolyn nodded and smiled as she left him to rest on his stomach for a while and went down to help El with lunch.

Lunch time found the four of them enjoying a meal together; something they haven't been able to since Neal and then Peter had gotten sick. Peter and Neal spent the better part of the lunch trying to find a comfortable location and even with the help of the pillow the pain in their bottoms still made locating that comfortable spot hard to do.

"Mom," Neal addressed Carolyn, "so when do you think you will allow me to go outside. I'm kind of bored being inside."

Carolyn smiled at the address but answered her surrogate son. "If you can stay out of trouble and stay fever free for the next two days I may allow you a few minutes outside."

"Two days! Can't I go out tomorrow for a few minutes, pleaseeeeee," pleaded

Neal.

"I don't think you will feel like doing much except lying on your stomach for the next two days," warned Carolyn seriously.

Neal paled with that information…"You aren't really going to spank me for all of that stuff I did when I was sick, are you?" he asked.

Peter just smiled at the question before he answered for his mom, "I can tell you from experience that she is going to do exactly that, buddy boy. If she said that she is going to punish you there is nothing you can say to convince her otherwise."

"But two days' worth…was I really that bad?"

"YES!" a chorus of three voices answered him loudly.

Neal slumped down in defeat and returned to his lunch already beginning to plan on how to get his tail out of trouble with "mom."