“I.... I-I,” she stammered. “She left them in the bathroom, I guess I was just getting back at her.”
“It’s no way to right a wrong, vengeance is not going to work, at least not under my roof.”
I took her by the arm. “Over the bench now!”
“Oh no!” she gasped.
“Oh yes!” I replied.
“Please?” she pleaded, “I’ll never do it again.” She was trembling terribly.
I’d expected to see some triumph on Morgan’s face, but surprisingly, there was almost sympathy in her expression, knowing exactly what Lacy faced.
“Why don’t you do the honors with the scarves,” I said to Morgan. “But first, off with your dress.” She was wearing a flowered print that buttoned up the front. I figured if Morgan had her punishment in the buff, Lacy could have hers the same way.
We watched as Lacy slowly unbuttoned e
