REAL Old Fashioned: a BMW & GMW Spanking Story

Ch. 3/P. 3: Driver's Permit. Finally Free!

*Turner's apartment*

"Congrats, Shawn! I knew you could pass that written part! You ready to practice driving?" John asked.

"Of course I am! This is, like, the greatest day of my LIFE!" Shawn frantically looked around for the keys to his truck. "Um...John? Where's the keys?"

John held up the keys and dangled them in front of Shawn. Shawn reached for them, but he pulled them away at the last second. Shawn groaned. "Nuh uh, Shawn, not so fast..."

"Why not? Just give them to me!" Shawn tried to reach for the keys again, but John held them up higher.

"Tell me my rules for operating that truck of yours again."

"Ugh. Fine...No speeding. No drinking. No one-on-one dates. No loud music. Does that about sum it up for you?"

"Thanks, it sure does. Okay, here." John plopped the keys into Shawn's hand. Shawn clutched them in his fist and kissed them.

"So this is what freedom feels like. I like this. I could get used to this."

"Shawn, you have to pass the driving portion of the test first. Before then, that means you get to only drive with someone 18 or older, preferably myself."

"Yeah, yeah, I know...Can we go practice now?"

"Eh, I don't see why not. Sure. Let me just go grab my helmet."

"Your helmet?"

"Ya never know." John chuckled to himself. "I've never had to teach a teenager to drive before. I'm actually kinda scared."

"Oh, I'll be the best driver there ever was."

"I'm glad you're so confident, but don't be too confident. You haven't even practiced where your hands would go yet."

Shawn grabbed the helmet out of John's hand and made a running start out the door. "Race you there!"

"Oh, no you don't!" John raced after him. As they plodded down the stairs, Shawn smacked heads with Cory.

"Ow! What the- Oh, it's you, Cory! What are you doing here?"

"I was just in the area, and I thought I'd drop by. I guess I came at a bad time, huh?"

"No, you didn't. It's the perfect time actually...I passed the written portion, so now I get to practice behind the wheel! You should come watch!" Shawn patted his best friend's back and looked expectantly at John.

"Okay, Cory, you can tag along, but don't be distracting. This is Shawn's first time driving."

"Well, this is perfect 'caus I just got my license! I can teach him everything I know." Cory gleamed with pride.

"OR you could just watch." John said with a sarcastic grin.

"Okay, fine. I'll watch. Shawn, you're gonna ace this," Cory said enthusiastically.

"You bet I AM. SHOTGUN!" Shawn raced down the rest of the stairs and ran as fast as he could to the truck while the others tried to catch up. He patted the hood. "Hey, baby, you're MINE now. What should I call you? Oh, VERONICA. YES. Good GIRL, Veronica!"

"Veronica? Isn't that a bit weird since she's also your girlfriend?" John questioned.

"Don't you know, Mr. Turner? That's the classic car name. You ALWAYS name your car after your girl," Cory explained. "It's the guy code for cars."

"So, your car's name is Topanga, then? Kinda strange, don't you think?"

"It would be a great name if I actually had a car for myself. Shawn is lucky."

"Well, alright, you two, let's have some fun! Cory, sit in the back please. I want to be able to get full access to Shawn."

"Yeah, okay," Cory said.

"But my buddy should be up front with me!" Shawn whined.

"Nope, not until after you get that license. No arguing."

Shawn sulked but gave in. Then they all entered the vehicle. His eyes lit up as he saw the interior. "JOHN, YOU DIDN'T. THIS. IS. AMAZING. Seat covers? Oh! Even the little smelly tree thing! Thanks, man." Shawn grabbed the tree and gave it a good whiff.

"Of course. I wanted to do something to say how proud I am of you," John stated. "Alright, Shawn, what's the first thing you do when you enter a vehicle?"

"Um...turn on the vehicle?" Shawn asked.

"No, Shawn, c'mon, seatbelt!" Cory interjected.

Shawn sent him a look of betrayal. "Yeah, I knew that, okay?"

"Matthews, zip that lip. He's gotta focus now," John warned, pointing at Cory through the windshield mirror. "Alright, Shawn, take a deep breath. You can do this...Put the key in the ignition."

Shawn obeyed, turning the key. "Okay, now what?"

"It's my job to ask the questions. You know this. I drilled all of this into you."

Shawn hesitated, staring at the gears. He breathed out. "Okay, we're in Park, and we need to be in Drive." He grabbed a hold of the gear shift.

"HOLD IT."

Shawn jumped and let go of the stick. "WHAT?"

"Remember, Drive makes you go FORWARD. Do you want to hit that tree in front of us? You'll have to look behind you and slowly back up with the Reverse."

"YOU GOT THIS, SHAWNEE," Cory exclaimed, making the front row startle.

"MATTHEWS. LAST WARNING," John said, looking behind him. Cory shrunk back timidly.

"Okay. Whew. I got this." Shawn shifted the gear stick to Reverse, and the car started rolling on its own. "WAIT. WAIT. What do I do? It's going on its own!" He started to hyperventilate.

"Shawn, it's okay. Just press your foot on the break," John explained.

Shawn complied. When he placed his foot on the break, it made the car jerk, which in turn made John's head suffer the consequences on the dashboard. "I knew my helmet would come in handy." He laughed. "KID, LIGHTLY put your foot on the break...Wow, we haven't even moved yet...Okay, we can do this. Now, ever so SLIGHTLY take your foot back off the break, just enough to let the car move."

"Sure, sure," Shawn said nervously. As soon as he got out of the tight spot in the alleyway, he was able to put the truck back into Drive and feel a bit more relaxed. "I'm doing it!"

"Yes, you are, Shawn, yes you are," John said with a look of satisfaction on his face. He felt like maybe this would be pretty close to a dad teaching his little kid how to ride their bicycle without training wheels for the first time. He smiled pondering it. "Okay, I want you to turn here. Be sure to put your blinker on."

Shawn did as he was told and gently glided around the curb. When he got to the main road, his confidence grew even more. "Yep, this is pretty easy."

"Don't get cocky now, but you are doing pretty well," John said.

They drove around for the duration of the afternoon and even into the evening. "So...does this mean I can get my license?" Shawn asked.

"I'd give it a bit more time, but yeah, I'd say you're solid," John said with a smile. "Hey, before we go home, wanna try your hand at the drive through? I'm gettin' hungry."

"Yeah, lets!"

~Sorry, this chapter was a bit shorter than planned, but I'm revving up for the doozy of the next chapter! Hopefully I'll have the next one done by tonight as well. Happy Reading!