Would you butter my crumpet? And it stung like that, too.
I grabbed the waistband of his underpants and stretched them tightly over his bottom.
But it was the child Jenny Woods that needed an extra lesson, not the 15 year old girl that apparently stood before me.
I dealt out the strokes slow and methodically, alternating cheeks.
You should know how it i s done from your visits back when you were a junior.
Hey are you the British economy? His bottom danced under my strokes, twice I had to remind him not to struggle.
You will lift up your skirt.
I put the small, straight nursery cane right beside the slipper.