Like my mother, Aunt Sheila believed an extra witness or a surrogate disciplinarian added to the humiliation of a paddling.
Over the years, many of my mother’s closest female friends had witnessed my spankings including neighbors and school teachers as well as cousins and playmates.
While Michael and I had both been spanked by babysitters, no one else had ever spanked him.
Consequently, he took a special interest in my accounts of being spanked by the school nurse,  Bible school teachers, and even the den mother of my Cub Scout pack.
It was, perhaps, no accident that all of these women were good friends of my mother and regular visitors to our home.
The more Michael and I talked about spanking, the more fascinated we became.
Fortunately for me, my weekly experiences across my mother’s lap had ended with my departure for school though mom promised this would change the very day I returned for summer vacation.
And for the first few months of the fall semester, I figured I was completely safe as long as I was away at boarding school.

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