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was still as far away from him
as she could get. He straightened out his clothes before he stepped
towards her.
    “Emily, I never
want to see that behavior repeated. Do you understand?” He sounded
strict and fatherly.
    She wasn't about
to give up. She would fight this point. He had her so mad at the
moment that she almost felt sorry for him even.
    He crossed a
line, that she had drawn in her head, moving too close to her. She
picked up the water pitcher and let the water fly at him. Hopefully
that would cool him off.

    Bessie was
sneaking out of her bed and into her sister's, like she did every
week after their spanking. She heard the water land and guessed what
had happened. She covered her mouth as she continued down the hall.
    Bessie liked
Emily so much already, but she was gaining even more points for
herself now. She could be feisty. Bessie liked that. Katie was
sitting up and also listening to their struggles. She was laughing
too. They could both hear Nathaniel yell that she should come down
from the bed.

    He wiped the
water out of his eyes and looked at her. She had jumped on the bed
and stayed as far away from him as she could.
    “Get down from
that bed, right now!” He yelled at her.
    “No,” she
whispered it but her face told him that she was determined.
    “Emily, I will
just jump up after you. I already proved I would.” He whispered
back. The thought of his sister-in-laws could hearing all this, was
terribly embarrassing for him. He would show them that he had his
little wife under control.
    She held up her
hands in front of her to stop him. “Whatever I did that displeased
you, I am sorry for, and I won't do it again. You only have to tell
me. There is no reason for you to hit me.”
    He was shocked
that she didn't think that she deserved a good licking in the
meantime. “After everything you just pulled, you don't think I have
reason to hit you?”
    He said that
louder than he had wanted. They sure were giving a good show to
anyone listening, he thought.
    “That was self
defense!” She put her hands on her hips and stared him down.
    He smiled at her.
“I am really going to enjoy this.” He jumped up on the bed and
she jumped down.
    Being the one
chased was no fun. He always got to determine when they would move
around again. He stayed on the bed and turned to look where she was
now. She had pulled the chair out and was hiding behind it. Only she
was in the middle of the room with it.
    He sure did look
foolish standing on the bed like that with his dusty work boots on.
She sighed and tried to reason with him one last time. “You don't
have to hit me just because your brothers hit their wives. I'll be
good without that. I promise. I won't cause you any more problems you
just have to promise not to hit me, and mean it, and this will all be
over with.”
    He jumped down
and slowly went to her. He was weary of what her next trick might be.
“This was just for you, so you wouldn't do anything in the first
place. A spanking to let you know that I was watching you. I believe
that it is my responsibility to watch out for your soul and ensure
that you obey me. This is my duty and I will go through with it even
if it takes all day, and night.”
    “Says who?”
    She still had
fire in her eyes. He was looking forward to putting that fire out.
“Says me.”
    She cast her eyes
down for a moment and then looked back at him. “No, thank you.”
    He was surprised
at how demure she sounded. “I insist, and you showed me today that
you do need it.”
    “But it will
make me hate you,” she tried to reason with him.
    “It will make
you respect me.”
    “No, it won't.
You don't understand. Hitting someone because you can, doesn't make
them respect you. It breeds hate. I realize that you are bigger than
me, and stronger, too, but that would be abusing the trust I put in
you to take care of me and protect me.” Tears fell from her eyes as
she spoke.
    He didn't feel as
mad anymore. He wanted to get this over