The affectionate butt-smack from Karen to Claire produced a giggly reaction from the younger girl, though she tried to hide it and her goofy grin behind the back of her hand. Were they so openly-affectionate around everyone? Maybe. But Celeste found herself hoping that they weren't. They were a family now, Karen had said. Well, maybe this was one of those family moments that Karen and Claire felt they could share with her and no one else? Or maybe not. But Celeste could hope; she could hope that, although they still had a long way to go, the three of them really were becoming a family already.<br/><br/>So when the warning came, Celeste felt her breath catch in her chest. That wasn't a thing someone -- a Daddy -- said to just any girl. And though they'd talked of spanking many times before, this was the first time either woman had actually threatened one. No, not a threat. Just a warning. Or was it a promise? It didn't matter. The effect was all the same. Slowly but very surely, Celeste was beginning to feel like their little girl. That in mind, the younger woman turned away from her two new housemates toward her bags, where she hoped she might be able to hide the big, stupid grin that just kept growing and growing on her face. Claire's hair-ruffling on the way by had her heart soaring, and the silly song had her giggling.<br/><br/>Lost in her fantasies, Celeste began rummaging through her clothing bags to sort out what she found in there. Pants and dresses, she folded. Shirts and dresses went on hangers. Claire had the books to sort through and Karen had everything else to choose from. Some time passed like that before the younger woman finally managed the nerve to ask a question that had popped into her head a few minutes earlier. "When I do something . . .." Once again, her breath caught. She paused a moment before swallowing her nerves and starting over. "When I get into trouble, will I get a warning first? Or, umn, just a spanking?" Though she was speaking to both women, she very carefully avoided looking at either one. Her eyes were focused on a particular spot in the bag she was currently sifting through, and they didn't dare rove anywhere else.<br/>