Holding things up in the line

By Ron J

 I looked at the time, a strange quirk

To see if I had time before work.

Time between buses to do a shop

To at least get a bottle of soda pop.

There was a store across the street

So I scurried across not missing a beat

It was then as I entered the front door

I spotted a lady checking out before.

I looked around the store to shop.

I just needed really a bottle of pop.

The lady was at the counter already

So I browsed holding the bottle steady.

I then looked again as I grabbed a juice

But it seemed daudling was of little use.

That same lady was still at the cash.

So I added some tic tacs to my stash.

I now was scrambling to hold them all

For along the counter the lady did sprawl.

I juggled my load searching for a spot.

The 2l bottle was starting to weigh a lot.

I stood beside her biding my time.

It seemed that all was not sublime.

She was choosing a new phone card.

For her, this seemed especially hard.

She weighed the colors and the price.

Deciding at last on the one that looked nice.

Then put the phone card into her billfold.

I tried then to get to the counter being bold.

Not to butt in. Just to put my stuff down.

But alas, this lady left no way to be found.

I looked to cashier hoping for some relief.

But his ignoring me, just added to my grief.

He was in no hurry either, it seemed

Never once looking at me, I deemed.

Finally in desperation I squeezed a spot.

But neither of them cared a whole lot.

She reached in her billfold for her cards.

I sagged then the whole nine yards.

She was in no hurry to pick which one.

I was certainly not enjoying her fun.

She finally handed a debit card over.

The cashier gave it his own once-over.

Then he ran all her purchases through.

I didn't know by then, what to do.

I've always been polite waiting my turn

But behind this lady I was starting to burn.

She fumbled entering her code number pin.

I was fuming till the machine clicked in.

But it said "declined". She passed it off.

And just gave her head the slightest wee toss.

She said "try it again", without any remorse.

I didn't seem to have any possible recourse.

The cashier ignored me through the long haul

The process was repeated, as it made the call.

Again the machine declined her expenses.

Alas, she wasn't perturbed at the consequences.

She just handed him another card saying, "try this"

I was so hot by now, I'm sure I started to hiss.

I looked at her, but she just ignored my gaze.

Her apathy had left me in a complete daze.

But I held myself back, awaiting the card.

Again the machine showed its disregard.

It seemed she had no way now to pay.

She looked to the cashier to let her away.

The man asked for all the stuff back in fact.

She slowly pulled out bus tickets not intact.

He was upset, but still took the mangled sheet.

My face, I'm sure by now was as red as a beet.

He looked to her waiting for the phone card.

She just looked at him with total disregard

But slowly she withdrew it from her wallet

Placing it down, without any change in her pallet.

The store guy flipped the card all around

Not happy with what he had just found.

He asked if it was the same one he just sold?

She didn't answer, so he became very bold.

He asked, to be sure, to see her whole wallet.

She laid it flat but didn't open even one pocket.

He then flipped the card over staring once more.

By now I just wanted to escape from the store.

She then asked him about the closest ATM.

He told her where, but she played it dumb.

He then decided to go into even more detail.

I believe at that point, I was turning quite pale.

It was at an obvious coffee shop, a block away

She pouted wanting him to map out the way.

She next wanted him to take her there, I guess.

I was losing control, I must honestly confess.

She finally left with never a look even my way.

Nor a kind word for causing me such a delay.

I have no idea at all if she ever did come back

People like her, the world certainly wont lack.

Far too often now I see this selfish style.

No courtesy at all for the rank and file.

It seems words like please and thanks

Are only now, for the foolish ranks.

Being inconsiderate was her natural way

In almost every step she took each that day.

The ‘my space’ generation has taken hold

Considerate gestures now are as rare a gold.

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However for the gal in my true story

You needed have to give a worry

For I converted her to being polite

Her ATM was After The Mission

For I said to her I'd show her the way,

As I led her to a chair. I'd have my say

She said “what are you doing”, when I sat

Then I gave my lap an encouraging pat

You young lady are going to soon find

A lesson will be learned on your behind.

Her shock and yelling, as I pulled her down

Was nothing compared to when I went to town.

I landed hard spanks till she changed her tune.

She started to promise to do better very soon.

I said that good, and just to show me it’s true

You’re going pull down your pants and panties too

She complained, so I said you need more lessons.

So I spanked again till I heard real confessions.

Then I let her up to pull her own panties down

Her teary face now showed a painful frown.

Just as I prepared to spank her bare red bum

I heard the cashier start to merrily hum.

Looking up to see a big smile on his face

I started to spank hard at a steady pace.

Each cheek bounced under my spanking hand.

Those sounds to my ears were oh so grand.

Making it up for the time I waited behind her.

Now her behind was waiting for me to deter.

When she was crying and promising to change.

I asked the cashier to come over into range.

I said now tell him that you'll never do it again

Or your bottom’s going to feel even more pain.

I spanked her hard to confirm my promise

That was enough to convince our young miss

She willing told us her name and address.

Promising if she was bad she would confess

I was writing it down. She was being a real sport

But it was hard using her red bum for support.

When I finally let her get up from off my knee

She gave me a hug for my lesson for free.

 “Thanks I’ve needed that for a long while

But you're special. You spank with such style.”

I don't think she realized she was rubbing her rear

The cashier was so entranced he was starting to leer.

She caught his gaze and pulled up her pants

That got him immediately out of his trance

Another deserving brat was brought to task

Did I hear from her after you’re bound to ask?

Well the answer is yes, she called me soon

And yes she got her cute bottom again in tune

But that a whole other set of stories to tell

Glossing over them wouldn't serve them well