I watched them sitting down, their eyes rivetted on me, as mother took me firmly by the arm, and with a “Come along Megan!” led me out of the room across the hall into the main bathroom.
As I said, I think Mother liked the bathroom because she could lock the door, but on this occasion she left it ajar.
I think she wanted to impress Mrs. Ogilvie with her skills in smacking bottoms, and what one was like in our home!!!
Normally I made a lot of noise when having my botom spanked.
I would plead, cry, never resist of course, but really yelp as each hard smack from mother’s hand or hairbrush descended on my nates! With Tommy and his mother listening, I tried to be quiet as a mouse.
I imagined them sitting in the room oposite, bolt upright, their ears pricked for every nuance of noise emanating from that bathroom!
Mother wasn’t quiet though.
If anything she was louder than usual.
She knelt before me on the floor, and lectured loudly, describing in detail where I had gone wrong and the consequences about to befall me.
I tried pressing my hands gently on her mouth to quieten her, but she brushed them away, saying “Don’t be so silly Megan.
You were the one who asked for this!!”, God was I mortified!