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And if I hear one peep out of either of you I’ll stop the van and spank BOTH of you again. Am I understood?!” Sandy added rhetorically. “Karen I want you to keep an eye on them and if they start up again I want to know who started it.” With that proclamation Sandy started the van, noticing for the first time the number of people who had heard everything that just transpired. Tami quickly jumped from the middle seat to her accustomed place in the back, flashing her bright red bottom to Mikey, Karen, and whoever else was still looking into the windshield. Throwing herself across the back seat Tami cried without giving a thought to pulling up her panties or shorts. Karen was still perched upon her chair, which still faced the back of the van. Her annoying sense of importance as “Mother’s Little Helper” inflated since she was officially empowered by her mother to watch and, if necessary, tattle on her siblings.