"That's more mischievous than really bad, don't you think? What would have happened if you got caught?"
"I don't know. Daddy never saw me being bad. He'd be really disappointed, I guess."
"Maybe. But he wouldn't love you any less."
"What would your parents have done to you if you did that stuff?"
I laughed. "I never had a Mrs. Doberchek around to torment, so I don't know. When I did something naughty, I had to answer for it."
"How? Grandma wouldn't tell me much. She said I should ask you."
"I wasn't allowed to join in with the rest of the family in games or outings or I had to do extra chores. My parents were very liberal in what we could do but we had rules and had to answer if we misbehaved."
"Grandma told me that much. You told Dad if you lied like he did, you'd get a spanking." It was no surprise even what I said in haste hadn't slipped by this observant young lady.
"Good thing I'm honest, isn't it?" I said, than added, "It's about time we get to sleep, don't you think?"
Karen slipped out of bed. "I don't think I'll have bad dreams. I'll sleep in my own bed." At the door, she turned and asked, "Do you want me to tell Daddy?"
My feelings were mixed. My libido remained high so I readily agreed, but I knew I'd miss Karen and our honesty conversations.