When I posted this story a few days ago the second half of this story was cut off by Rdrop. com Here it is again:
Reverend George Mathison stood at his window, watching a handsome boy playing at the sportsfield. (...) If only he could find a reason to spank this boy... While he was fantasizing around his burgeoning desire to spank this particular schoolboy, he suddenly realized the bell at his front door was ringing.
He opened the door and saw his housekeeper, the widow Miller. Her wet eyes and pale face told him there was something going on. He bid her to enter and soon she was telling about her mother who had been brought to hospital in Guildford, after she had had a stroke.
"You will understand, Reverend, I want to take a week off, as I must go and visit her. I'll stay at her house. But... there's a problem. I don't know anybody who can look after my son Timothy."
"I thought he was attending a boarding school?"
"Yes, he is, but summer holidays are starting this coming Tuesday and the board of directors at his school decided it was not worth to keep the boys for that one single day, hence they were sent home this morning. As a matter of fact he arrived a few hours ago."
"How old is the boy?"
"Twelve, going on thirteen in November."
"Well, as you know there is a second bedroom in the vicarage. How about me taking care of him during your stay at your mom's?"
"Thanks a lot, Reverend, that's very kind of you. Timothy is playing at the sports field, if I can be excused for a moment I'll go and fetch him."
It didn't take more than a few minutes, before the bell rang again. The vicar opened the door. In came Misses Miller and her son. The man couldn't believe his eyes. His mouth was watering! It turned out Timothy was the boy with the attractive wackable bottom. Babysitting that lad would be a relish!
Want to read more about Timothy and the vicar? Suggestions or comments? Write me at: Jacques_leon32@hotmail. com