I knew I would be in some trouble with Blair, but I honestly thought that Megan was over-reacting. Boy was I wrong.

As she climbed the stairs thoughts of her own upbringing and the spankings she had received raced through her mind, what part of her naughty bottom had taught her the most? What words had her Mummy used to send the message home? What advice from her mentors, the W.I. and the Vicar helped her do what was needed? The memories spoke to her…”Spare the rod, spoil the child.”“It is for her own good.”“She will thank you one day.” Oh yes, of course," she said, studying his face carefully, her clear, hard, blue eyes boring into him. Now…about the actual bath brush…this one is longer, heavier and according to Joey, it “stings worse” than my other bath brush. I hadn’t put Joey across my knee in a long time and a wooden bath brush is the perfect implement for that. So I thought I’d start off with a little old school OTK bath brush spanking.No, not "fine whatever" Lily, you're in trouble here. I'm angry, and so is Blair, you're going to be punished for this, and you need to realize why" Aunt Doris wanted to take me to lunch. At a real restaurant, she said, not a teenage hamburger grease-pit. After that, she wanted me to take her for a ride in the wooded hills around College Town. Spanking F/M, Wife Led Marriage (WLM), Domestic Discipline (DD), Wife Spanks Husband, In Front of Others

Almost a minute passed, but it felt longer. Karen looked at her beautiful Mummy, the rounded body looked so cosy and even at this moment strangely comforting, her Mummy bear almost. She saw her Mummy looking at her bush, her hips, she could almost read the thoughts in her head…”My my, my little girl is a girl no more.” You're all right," she said brightly, "you're just not the marrying type, that's all. Never have been. I should have spotted it." I'm okay....I just.." I started. I didn't get to finish because my principal called us both into her office. I got up and followed Megan inside. I asked for a beer. In the bottle. "Happy to open it myself," I said. She looked at me as if I were weird. a.m. Wear my best velvet dress to school because they’re commemorating the sinking of the Titanic anniversary with a day of themed lessons. My daughter and I dress up as rich ladies. Do my reading then go home.Six," replied Wendy. Her eyes widened with nervous admiration as Thomas pushed open the heavy, squeaking, wrought iron gate and began to climb the apple tree just a short way up the drive. Geoffrey rang her - sullen-sounding, as though Marie had pushed him into it: "What's all this untoward business, Mother?" Aunt Doris looked slightly haggard in the morning. Not hung-over. I knew what hangovers look like. Aunt Doris asked me to drive her to the nearest airport, about two hours away from College Town. There was a 7:30 flight for Los Angeles. She said she had to be on it. She had appointments in Tinseltown. Important appointments she couldn’t afford to miss. She sat up and put my new sweater on. Navy blue, dark as the moonlit night. Her skin was pale, soft, warm and near, unlike the stars.

I'm sorry," said the man, who was ever so young - even younger than Geoffrey. "Would you like to sit down. Only we've some very bad news for you, I'm afraid." Yeah the mall will always be there, so what? It's just one test Megan! It's not the end of the world." We need to settle your account," she said, looking directly into his face. He found himself looking down at the floor, unable to hold her gaze.Do you recognize this?” Vera demanded, thrusting a photocopy of the confession and spanking contract I wrote at Lucille’s direction eight years ago. She stood, then walked up to stand behind him, then gently traced a finger across the lattice of angry weals that covered his bottom.