I was trying so hard to bottle up my rage from view that I scarcely noticed as she raised my skirt and petticoat in back and pulled my panties down. I was never, ever abused in any way. As Inga's best friend, I and my parents were often invited to dinner or to socialize in some other fashion. But Connie was crying deep sobs of remorse and she wasn't faking. Needless to say, I never punched anyone in the nose again! One memory I do remember, which comes back to haunt me on odd occasions, was of when I was about eight years of age. My goody-goody behavior of the previous half hour had bought me no leniency.
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Most often I was spanked with a paddle ping pong and school type , a wooden hairbrush or a leather strap. I received my last spanking at home at 15, my sophomore year in high school. Connie's father looked down at her and sighed deeply a couple times. I resisted as best I could, but it was to no avail.
Description: He didn't reply, unless you call another loud slap a reply. Tammy's hands crept down to the hem of her dress, and in an action born in the gene pool of all little girls in trouble, her fingers began to twist and wring the fabric. You said that James's jacket smelled like the s word! She wasn't even trying to hide it behind her or anything - she was carrying it right out in the open where everybody could see it - as big and as scary a thing as I had ever seen. They tiptoed closer to the horsebox.