Eight then as far as I concerned the world concisted of me, mum, and my firery backside, but slipping into my reality was a familur jungle that all the kids had their eyes whell tuned to recieve, the jingle of the Ice-cream truck. Talk about adding insult to injury I had been waiting all week saving my pocket money so I could by my dream cone, the Chocholate bomb, two scoops of differnt types of chocholate ice cream, coated in a chocholate shell, and here I was over my mothers knee again, I gave up and just layed there reciveing the rest of my spanking, balling like the little kid I was.
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