REAL Old Fashioned: a BMW & GMW Spanking Story

Ch. 2/P. 3: The Adventure Begins

"So, what do you think?!"

Maya was in complete shock at the sight of the perfect red Jeep she wanted. How did he know? She thought. She was tearing up.

"I'm...wow...is this for me? Really me?"

She looked at Riley and Shawn, enthusiastically waiting for a response.

"It's all for you, kiddo. Feel that genuine leather."

"Whoa...no way. This is the brand new one...the 2020? This is too good to be true. How did you afford this?"

"I've been a bachelor for years, Maya. I saved. I had cash I didn't know what to do with."

Maya gave Shawn a kiss on the cheek. He blushed, happily surprised at the way things were looking up for them.

"I'm glad you like it, but remember, you can't drive it with an adult until after you've passed that test."

"I know..."

"So that's why I've taken it upon myself to take both you and Riley to the DMV to get it all done! Right now! Surprise!"

Riley didn't know what to say. She knew her parents would have rather taken her themselves. Plus, she'd be skipping school without permission. This was too much for her little innocent brain to handle.

"I don't know about this, guys. You sure you got me covered, Shawn?"

"Yes, I got you. Let's rock n' roll!"

Shawn still hadn't come up with a cover story for Riley. He was secretly nervous about Cory and Topanga. They were wound way too tight, not giving Riley any breathing room for some adventure to define herself.

Maybe I'll call Eric...Eric can cover with me to make what we come up with more believable. How did I get away with so much when I was younger? I've lost my touch apparently.

"Here, wait up. I've got to check on something first."

The girls waited in the car while Shawn dialed Eric's extension outside of ear shot.

"Holla? Oh hey! It's you! What's up?"

"I need you to cover for me, actually for Riley."

"What is this about? Amuse me."

"I'm taking her and Maya to get their permits. It's super important that it stays between those involved because, well you know how Cory gets when people don't rise to his expectations 24/7."

"Oh, for sure, for sure. What's in it for me?"

"How 'bout I don't tell everyone about that one time I saw you at Daytona Beach..."

"You wouldn't."

"I would. You can be such a ditz sometimes. That was not a nude beach! I don't care what some girl said to you."

"Okay, fine, but shh. I trusted you to not say anything."

"I won't, but listen, you gotta tell Cory something believable, like, I don't know..."

"How about something like Maya joined the mafia and Riley is needed to dig her out of the trenches?"

"Genius...that story always works. NOT! Okay, here's one. Just tell him that Maya broke her leg roller blading to school, then texted Riley to meet her at the hospital. Say you gave her a ride. Fool proof. Oh! And say don't bother coming. It's nothing too serious. Hopefully, he'll never find out."

"Yeah, I like where this is going. But I'm coming. I'm the uncle ya know. I should get my uncle rights."

"Okay fine. Meet us there."

"Sweet deal. So excited!!!"

"Don't forget to tell them!"

"I won't. Promise."