The last day was a total shocker. I met Mom in her bedroom after my morning bath, once again naked as the day I was born. She was sitting on the foot of the bed, just as she had all week. I didn’t see any cream, though, so I wasn’t sure what was happening.
Then she said: “Eddie, you should have never gone into that dirty pool and you should never have hidden that you were sick from me. I have to spank you now to make sure you never do anything like this again.”
Then she pulled me completely over her lap. I was in total shock as even with all the warning signs, an eight-year-old boy is not that analytical. I was now over her lap and facing the walk-in closet right next to the bed, which had a ceiling to floor mirror. I was looking directly at myself over mom’s lap. I don’t think she planned it, but it was a very unusual way to get a spanking. I was going to be able to see everything.