Ditzy
Debbie
(Sometimes eavesdropping
doesn't pay)
One particular morning I had been on the phone with my friend Laura. She
was upset because her husband had used her computer to download nude pictures
of women. She asked me what I would do and I told her if it was me, I would
format the hard-drive. She said she had thought of that, but Mike was too
good with computers, he would just retrieve the information or go back on
the net and get more.
So I suggested she take a magnet and stick it on the side of the computer
near the hard-drive, explaining that this would wipe out all of the information
on the drive, but warned that it could also ruin it and any hardware close
to it. We continued to talk for a while plotting the demise of Mike's hard-drive,
knowing she wouldn't do anything so drastic I came up with one scheme after
another until we ran out of ideas and decided to get off the phone.
Debbie came around the corner as I hung up the phone looking like she
had been crying, and asked me if those things I had told Laura on how to
destroy a hard-drive would really work.
Not really knowing how much she heard, I just blew it off saying yes and
asking if she wanted some coffee.
She said sure, but she needed to go lock her door and would be right back.
I got her a cup of coffee and refilled mine when the phone rang. It was
my Dom Chris, and he said he'd like to stop by and talk to me and Debbie.
I told him sure; she was coming over for coffee anyway.
Knowing that any time Chris wants to talk to Debbie and me at the same
time, it normally means trouble tried to keep busy. Since he only worked
4 blocks from my house at the time, it only took him a couple minutes to
arrive.
We were drinking coffee and talking about the upcoming party when Debbie
came in smiling like the cat that swallowed the canary. I asked what she
did; she just giggled and said nothing. With Chris there, I figured it best
to ignore it.
We all went into the living room and was drinking coffee while Chris asked
the both of us about a coax cutting the night before. This time I had nothing
to do with the incident so the subject was short lived; we went back to
talking about the plans for the party.
All of a sudden the back door slams and Willie hollers Debbie's complete
given name. She jumped and I moved closer to Chris...it didn't sound good!
When he got into the living room he looked as if he could breathe flames
he was so angry. He was talking (almost yelling) in broken sentences and
near as I could figure; she had done something to his hard-drive?????
I know my heart went straight into my throat, so I can imagine how she
felt. NOW it made sense.the question, the taking so long to lock the door,
and the giddy attitude she had when she did come back.
He looked at me and asked if he could talk to "Debra Anne" in my bedroom.
I said sure!
Hell I was panicking a bit myself after figuring out I probably gave her
the idea to do whatever she did to it. So I wasn't thinking about the paddles
and the hairbrush sitting out in the open! Okay to be honest even if I had
thought of it I wouldn't have thought he was going to use them well not
in my bedroom anyway.
When the door slammed Chris looked at me with the infamous "spill it"
look. So I told him about Mike and Laura and that I wasn't sure what all
Debbie had heard when she asked me if it would really work. He just laughed
and said something about he guessed it didn't pay for her to eavesdrop. But
he wouldn't let me leave thru what happened next (Due to my childhood I find
it terrifying to listen or watch another getting spanked), he said I should
have known better than to not question her motives.
I could here them yelling at each other she had stuck the big magnet from
the back of a 12" speaker on to the side of his computer after removing the
case. It had pretty much destroyed his hard-drive and arrive. She told him
maybe NOW he would pay attention to her instead of the damned computer.
I could here some scuffling as he said he was going to pay some attention
to her all right! Then the spanking started. You could tell by the noise
he was swatting her butt pretty hard. All the while she was telling him
it was his fault, and that she was tired of being ignored.
I had to hold my breath, I wanted to laugh! Here she is getting her ass
whooped and she is talking about the size of his penis and his longevity during
sex? Damn, the girl definitely has her Mom's mouth!
It didn't pay though; I could tell by the pause the renewed struggling
and then the change in the smacking noise he had grabbed my hairbrush. Nasty
little bugger solid oak and pretty heavy. In my mind I heard a buzzer and
the announcer said, "Ladies and Gentleman she is down for the count!" Pretty
soon all I heard was the slapping sound of the hair brush and broken I'm
sorry's, and I won't do it again's. Finally it stopped.
When they came out Willie asked me if I had given her the idea that destroyed
his computer. I told him she had listened to the phone conversation apparently,
but she had asked me if it would really work and I had said yes. But hell,
after the time she painted his screen I didn't think she would actually
try it!
He just shook his head and smiled looking at Debbie he said, "Guess it
don't pay to eavesdrop!"
Written with Love by,
Mom