Honor Thy Mother & Thy Father Ch. 21

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When Sandy found out about your issue with her, she put her life in danger by running away from it. She could have been killed in a traffic accident, kidnapped, or raped, because she wasn't thinking. I have to separate you, for your own safety and well-being."

Cindy said, "Dad, I promise, I'll tell her if she pisses me off about anything again. I don't want to leave Sandy. She means too much to me."

"The same here, dad. I don't want to leave Cindy. I will change my behavior. I didn't realize I was hurting her. Looking at it from her point of view, I can see how she would see it that way. I won't ever do it again, I promise."

"I am still going to spank your ass in front of everybody next weekend."

"Don't bet your panties on it. You will have a cool breeze running by your ass, as I spank it."

"That sounds very good girls; but my decision stands. Unless I see positive change between now and January, you two are being separated. It will give you a chance to find boyfriends, because you will not be having sex at home with your mother and me. You both have committed felonies. There will be new sex, computer privileges or household visits, except during normal breaks. This includes next weekend. There will be no corporal punishment this time. Your allowance will be continued on your credit cards, and if you get sick, you can call home. All other phone calls are prohibited. If you two have any other problems, I expect them to be solved by Thanksgiving. If they are not, I will submit the paperwork for Cindy's transfer."

"Fred, it's after 3 PM, if you are finished, I think I will start dinner, and let the girls leave for school early."

"What are you making for dinner, dear?"

"My specialty: sweetbreads, liver, pearl onions, bacon, and lima beans."

Sharon had never seen her kitchen empty so quickly. The imminent threat of a bomb going off, would have taken longer. However, at the mere mentioned of calves brains and liver in the same sentence, Fred would have run over the Attorney General to get out of the room first. Her girls would be tied for second. She took the London broil out the refrigerator, put it into the oven, along with the sliced potatoes, peas, and carrots. She set the temperature and timer, went into the den, picked up her magazine and began reading in peace. No one would bother her for at least an hour, for fear of touching an uncooked piece of a calves liver, or brain.

Dinner was a very quiet affair, which was very unusual. Danni and Debbie tried to lighten up the mood, but Sandy and Cindy could not find it in themselves to join in. From their point of view, receiving a 'Felony' was like receiving a death penalty. No home visits for six weeks, no phone calls, and no sex. They could live without the sex, but no contact with the rest of the family for six weeks was an unbearable thought. They had never gone more than two days without speaking to their mother, their twin sisters, or Fred.

Cindy wanted to kick herself, because she mentioned her problem with Sandy, in front of the family, instead of directly with her sister.

Sandy ever felt so downtrodden, because she insulted her sister, without even a second thought about her feelings. It had become second nature to introduce Cindy as her kid sister, or little sister. Sandy now felt like the stupid sister.

When they left for school, Sharon is there to kiss them goodbye, and warned them to drive safely. She knew they were upset, but that was no reason to get into an accident. They became more upset, when Fred did not come outside to say goodbye.

When they arrived at school, they put their clean clothes away, got out their traveling clothes, and into something comfortable. They logged into their computers and found a message for each of them from Fred:

Sandy's read: Dear Miss Prosecuting Attorney, You missed it again. You are looking at it now. Can you guess how to stay in touch with your mother, and the rest of the family, without breaking my rules? Sometimes, I am sure you should eat "STRAWBERRY ICE CREAM" also. While you are at it, buy some for your sister, change that, buy a lot for your sister." Dad.

Cindy's read: Your Honor, You need to speak to your sister more often, but you have to make sure she is listening to you. I am putting extra money into your charge account. Three days a week, order your sister's favorite pizza, with pepperoni, sausage, meatballs, black olives, smothered with extra cheese. While her mouth is full, talk to her. Tell her what is on your mind. It will keep explosions, like today, from ever occurring again. I've been to Baltimore, and I'm not thrilled with it. I want you two to stay together. Don't let me down. Study hard, eat Strawberry Ice Cream, until it comes out of your ears, and become my smartest daughter. You can email us anytime your heart desires. I told your sister the same thing. Dad

The twins looked at each other, and spoke at the same time, the same words:

"Did you get an email from dad?"

"Yes."

Sandy said, "What did he say?"

"You are the older sister, you go first."

"Cindy, I never meant to hurt you, I was just joking around. Nine minutes never meant anything to me. You are my best friend. No one could ever take your place."

"Sometimes, it didn't feel that way. It felt like you were putting me down, and I didn't like it. I don't know why I didn't say anything to you, and I'm sorry I said it in front of the family. It's over now, and there is nothing else that we have to deal with, as far as I am concerned. Do you have any problems with me?"

"Yes I do; you cheated, but I'm still going to beat you on Tuesday."

"It's not going to matter, anymore. We are not allowed to go home, until Thanksgiving. We are on restriction, until Christmas break. If we do anything wrong, we get separated, and I don't want that to happen."

"You're right Cin, we have to be angels, until we off restriction."

"Not necessarily angels, but dad said it would be a good time for us to look for boyfriends. We don't have to do anything with them, but just keep company with someone our own age."

"It's not like we haven't been asked. We have to make sure it does not affect our school work."

Cindy said, "There are a couple of guys we have a few classes with. We can start out asking them if they want to study with us and see where it goes."

"Dad told me to buy you strawberry ice cream. I think I'll eat some with you. You're almost too smart for me."

"Dad told me to buy you a pizza with pepperoni, sausage, meatballs, black olives, and tons of cheese three days a week. If we eat, the strawberry ice cream on three other days, and fast on the seventh day, we should be able to maintain our girlish figures."

"Are you using the new math to calculate our caloric intake?"

"No, I just added two more hours in the gym for us every day."

"Okay, Cindy, where did you get those two hours from? Our schedules are full every day except Sunday."

"I deleted breakfast and lunch."

The End

Chapter 21

Honor Thy Mother & Thy Father

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Thwacksy058Thwacksy0584 months ago

I was enjoying reading this story but now the squabbling and arguing is just too much so i move on .

AnonymousAnonymousover 4 years ago
Useless chapter

Where the hell were Patty & Stephano?

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 8 years ago
Fred is. An asshole

I have been enjoying this story from the start until u introduced Fred into it and he gets more deplorable as the story goes on

JohnSpiritWolfJohnSpiritWolfalmost 9 years ago

You have one bit of info on here that is not correct. The Sweetbreads in a calf is NOT the brains of a calf, I have had Sweetbreads many times in my lifetime. I am enclosing a description of Sweetbreads here for you.

"Many people think that sweetbreads are culinary code for calves' brains.

But the term sweetbreads is actually a benign-sounding pseudonym for the paired thymus glands and pancreas of milk-fed veal or calves. (You can also find inferior pork or lamb sweetbreads if you look hard enough.) The rounder pancreas gland near the heart is more prized than the tubular thymus throat gland. The pancreas gland has a more delicate flavor and smoother texture."

This is where I got the info that I posted above, but, I have known this for many years and you can find the same information many different places.

http://www.cookthink.com/reference/1829/What_are_sweetbreads

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