John was sort of lost when his sister came to live with him, he enjoyed having her around but she was a lot of damn trouble. She was a smart kid, real smart and John believed she could do anything if she put her mind to it. But she seemed more interesting in smoking, drinking and partying away her life and education.
"Ya know if ya get caught drinkin' one more time, the college is gonna kick ya out, and then what, huh?!" he snapped at her, arms folded over his chest as he glared down at his little sister. He narrowed his eyes when she called him Dad, and shook his head. "If I were Dad, y'd be covered in bruises right now, kid." he reminded her, their Dad wasn't the nicest of people.
John then pulled her up and gave her bottom three unbelievably hard smacks. "Get in the damn corner, NOW!" he barked.
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